Bai Guixu looked at the hidden emotion in the eyes of 'Chang Mingwu' Cao Changqing didn't understand, all the dignitaries in the capital looked glamorous, but secretly they had human faces and animal hearts, and there were not a few people who banned male pets.
But even though Cao Changqing understood, he turned a blind eye and kept his mouth shut. Jianghu is not a capital city, nor his territory. He has to be self-aware.
Although the Xuanling Gate can be regarded as a great help, the existence of Zangjian Villa is even more terrifying. Although Cao Changqing is a pity, he will never "strike a stone with an egg" to make fun of himself at the moment.
Cao Changqing is a smart person. When he can't have both, he will always clearly weigh the pros and cons and choose between them.
In the cold stone room, the stone walls are inlaid with night pearls, and the cold light dispels the darkness in the closed space.
Zhuge Fanqing woke up from hunger, his body was sore and limp with a splitting headache.
A water bag suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Zhuge Fanqing raised his head and bumped into Luan Changzong's deep, dark eyes.
"You are sick." Luan Changzong explained concisely.
Zhuge Fanqing looked at the clothes on his body, fell silent for a while, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "How long has it been?"
Luan Changzong made a rough calculation, "It should be two days."
Two days later, Zhuge Fanqing frowned, went underground two steps, one mechanism, three steps, one trap, not knowing what happened to his father and all the disciples of the Quandao League.
Father has a tomb map of the catacombs in his hand, so he should be able to avoid danger, right? Zhuge Fanqing comforted himself.
In an artificial feldspar corridor.
Exquisite paintings are carved on the uneven stone walls. In the paintings, there are mountain springs, flowers, plants, birds and insects, as well as pavilions, palaces and markets.
But there are two people in each painting, a man and a woman, one is heroic and extraordinary, the other is neutrally dressed and has a beautiful appearance.
The two of them spend time drinking or playing chess together, one pampers and loves each other, and the other is gentle and indulgent.
"The two people in the painting are Emperor Yan Shi of the Great Wei Dynasty, and the other is a warlock named Yu Ying." Cao Changqing pieced together the story from the text under the painting.
"In the fifteenth year of Yonglun, Yan Shi traveled to Muzhou to meet Yu Ying, a sorcerer disguised as a man. The two hit it off and became friends."
"Later, Emperor Yan Shi brought Yu Ying back to the palace, and bestowed a fifth-rank female official, enjoying the favor of heaven."
"after that¡¡"
"Warlock Yu Ying is dead." Bai Shangshen interrupted.
The direction of the story is so bloody that you can guess it with your toes.
Cao Changqing smiled, "Yes."
"On the night that the sorcerer Yu Ying died, Emperor Yan Shi bloodbathed the harem. Instead of burying Yu Ying's body, he raised it with magical techniques to keep his body from decaying, trying to find a way of resurrection."
Bai Qi sneered, resurrection? ? wishful thinking.
Humans are not gods. The body of the gods is dead and the soul is still alive, so it is enough to do ghost cultivation or seize the house, but people are different. Death is like a lamp being extinguished. How can there be such a thing as death and resurrection?
"So this ancient tomb is not just a place for hiding treasures?" Bai Qi asked.
The treasures in the underground tomb in the Four Arrays, Mountains, Rivers, and Hundred Jis are only on the surface. It is actually an underground palace built by Yan Shi, Emperor Yonglun of the late Wei Dynasty, for his "white moonlight" and "cinnabar mole".
"I'm an idiot." Bai Qi smiled, but it was not a smile, and he didn't know whether it was genuine emotion or ridicule.
"Brother Chang seems dismissive." Cao Changqing asked.
"No, originallyI am very moved." Bai Qi replied with a smile, "It's even unavoidable¡ª¡ªI empathize with you."
"How can you empathize with me?" Bai Guixu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke out.
Bai Qi touched his face, and said with a smile, "He has a blue-faced and troublesome skin, and suitors are naturally indispensable. It is inevitable that some of them will not get what they want, and they will seek death and life."
Bai Qi's real body is the most beautiful and glamorous in both worlds, and he prefers beautiful things. He can't help teasing whoever has a good-looking skin.
The tougher ones regard him as an enemy because of love and hatred.
And for the softer ones, they blocked him again and again, crying, making trouble, and hanged himself, begging for responsibility.
Bai Guixu sneered, "Flirting with women and making love to others is not what a gentleman should do."
Bai Shangshen laughed dumbfounded, his body softened and he lay on his back, "So, I'm a villain."
Whether he is a gentleman or a villain, Bai Qi never cares what outsiders say.
He cultivated Taoism by fighting, and what he cultivated was to be free and unrestrained. He could laugh at others who loved him, hated him, loathed him, or abandoned him.
But if anyone dares to bully him, humiliate him, step on him, or hurt him, he will personally tell the other party how "comfortable" it is to lie on the soil three feet below.
?p; Bai Guixu drew a simple circuit diagram on the ground with stones.
"We are now in the auxiliary coffin chamber. After leaving the coffin chamber, we will pass through two gates to the main hall. According to the marks in the picture, there is the center."
"When we get to the place, won't it be emptied?" Bai Qi muttered.
Hei Qi remained silent, based on his understanding of a certain god, he had assigned the treasure in the tomb to his Baishang God, if the treasure in the tomb was really emptied, he would probably take his sword and go to various sects to say hello '.
"Are you short of money?" Bai Guixu asked.
"When will I not be short?" Bai Shangshen asked back.
"" Thinking about the embarrassment of Xuanlingmen, Bai Guixu fell silent.
"I have no shortage." Bai Guixu said as if talking to himself.
Cao Changqing didn't hear it clearly, but Bai Qi, who had excellent hearing, could hear it clearly, and he couldn't help but look black.
'Is he showing off his wealth to the gods? '
'yes. ¡¯ Hei Qi added fuel and vinegar as if provoking something, ¡®He is humiliating you. '
'' Baishangshen.
"There is not much water and food." Cao Changqing suddenly interjected at this moment, "If you save some money, you can only last another day at most."
Bai Qi touched his pocket when he heard the words, and said as if deliberately provoking someone, "It would be great if Zhuang Lang was here."
"" Bai Guixu's forehead twitched violently.
'If you don't die, you won't die. ¡¯ Hei Qi faintly reminded.
'The gods are so blessed that they can't die. '
"Mr. Cao, you don't look like a Jiang Hu person. What are you looking for in this muddy water?"
Bai Qi was really just asking casually, but Cao Changqing's ears were full of hostility, and the guard Zhang Xiao also clenched his sword and became vigilant.
Cao Changqing smiled lightly, "The tomb under the map of Sizhen Mountains and Rivers and Baiji is very likely to hide the wealth of several generations of previous dynasties. This time, I am naturally seeking wealth."
Whether Cao Changqing's words were true or not, Bai Qi was lazy to use his brain to think, but only from his superficial words, the two had the same purpose.
So the enemy.
Cao Changqing's smile froze, ""
For some reason, it suddenly became a little cold.
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