Chapter 135: Tomb within a Tomb
Inside the house, Lu Xun was holding a copybook with a constipated expression on his face.
He racked his brains but couldn't figure out what the gentleman meant.
Logically speaking, this kind of gift of words during the New Year should carry good wishes for the new year.
My husband's expectations of me, condensed into one word, is...ugly?
Just when he was puzzled, a prompt message popped up in front of him.
“【A copybook containing mysterious power (purple).】”
Lu Xun's curiosity was immediately piqued, and he continued to read on...
——There is nothing below.
Lu Xun: “???”
Holy shit, can the prompt message be eunuch?
You tell me what kind of power it contains!
There are three words written below the basic information: [To be unlocked].
And behind the three words "to be unlocked", there is a countdown.
Lu Xun roughly estimated the time and found that it would take more than an hour to unlock it, so the time would be around... Chou hour?
Chou time is 1:00-3:00 in the morning.
“So the [丑] that you wrote, does it refer to the [丑] in the Twelve Earthly Branches?” Lu Xun guessed in his mind.
"Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen..." Lu Xun recited the twelve Earthly Branches, and he felt a sense of sudden enlightenment in his heart.
It turns out that this word only represents an hour and has no other meaning.
“This feeling is a bit like Patriarch Bodhi knocking on Sun Wukong’s head three times, telling him to come to my room at three o’clock in the morning for a date.” Lu Xun’s thoughts began to diverge.
He closed the calligraphy in his hand again and said in his heart: "I thought that the gentleman wrote this word for other meanings, it seems that I was overthinking it."
Since there is still more than an hour left, I might as well practice the nameless technique first. It would be boring to just wait like this. I should learn to find something to do for myself.
Having not yet enjoyed today’s pain, he was ready for another one.
Lu Xun sat cross-legged on the bed and began to circulate an unknown skill in his body. Just as he was about to practice, he felt a slight fluctuation of spiritual power.
"Is this... Xiao Chaner has made a breakthrough?" Lu Xun asked in surprise.
"Could it be related to the calligraphy that the master gave her?"
For the moment, he was not planning to practice, but half-lying on the bed and started browsing the forum, but he was actually paying attention to Lin Chan's practice.
Time always flies when browsing the forum. After only a quarter of an hour, Lu Xun sensed a slight fluctuation of spiritual power. Lin Chan had made another breakthrough!
This is obviously not a natural breakthrough, it is definitely due to the gentleman’s calligraphy!
It seems that Lin Chan's calligraphy has already revealed its power at this moment!
"What kind of words did the teacher write for Xiao Chan'er? And what is hidden in the calligraphy?" Lu Xun felt a little itchy and was very curious.
He continued to browse the messy posts in the forum, of course, mainly looking at the photos.
However, Lu Xun was just looking at them out of boredom and did not criticize them as a man.
About a quarter of an hour later, Lin Chan made another breakthrough.
She made continuous breakthroughs tonight with unstoppable force, and only stopped at the ninth level of the Qi Eating Art.
At this point, Master Lu Xun is only two levels higher than Lin Chan.
This gave a slight sense of urgency. After all, it would be embarrassing if he was overtaken by Lin Chan.
Clinging to the disciple's thighs... Although it seems to be quite comfortable, Lu Xun considers himself a decent person. He still wants to protect the little mute as much as possible, rather than the little mute protecting him.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Lu Xun was no longer in a hurry.
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At this moment, somewhere in the back mountain, the gentleman, who was slightly drunk, was still wearing a red robe, which was very eye-catching even at night.
The mute old man stood quietly beside him, holding a small lantern in his hand.
There was no candle in the small lantern. After he took out the lantern, some of the fireflies on the back mountain crawled into the lantern by themselves, making the whole small lantern sparkle, which was quite magical.
The old man was holding a lantern and had a boyish smile on his face.
He always likes to play this trick in the back mountain. He has played it countless times in his life, but he just never gets tired of it.
The gentleman took a look and said to him, "Let's go. It's New Year's Day. It's time to go see him."
The mute old man naturally understood who the gentleman was talking about and nodded quickly.
The gentleman slowly lifted off the ground and flew towards Zangshan at a leisurely speed.
The mute old man followed beside him. Even his flying speed was slower than that of ordinary monks. If the master had not been waiting for him, he would have flown to Zangshan long ago.
"Xiao Gui, look at yourself. You are only good at taking a beating." The gentleman turned his head and glanced at his old servant.
The little book boy who used to follow him around has now grown into an old servant and an old man.
After hearing this, the mute old man smiled ingratiatingly again and stretched out two fingers.
He is expressing the number "two".
"Okay, okay, besides being able to take a beating, your two swords are also pretty good." The gentleman said politely.
The mute old man smiled happily, as if he was a child who had received praise from an adult. He even used a little more force with the hand holding the cane and held the cane in his right hand tightly.
After flying to Zangshan, the two of them circled and reached the other side of Zangshan.
Zangshan is divided into two sides. One side is where the relics of the Demon Sect are placed, and the other side is the cemetery of the Demon Sect’s dead.
This is a mountain and also a huge tomb.
Looking up from the foot of the mountain, you can see tombstones lined up on this side of the mountain.
Some are buried with bodies, some are just ashes, and some are just cenotaphs without any ashes.
The mountain on this side is full of dead bodies, except for one cemetery which is special because the person inside was not completely dead and has now become a "living dead".
The gentleman and the mute old man did not fly directly to the tomb, but walked up the mountain from the foot of the mountain.
Because they had to take care of the mute old man's movements, the two of them climbed the mountain very slowly.
The gentleman always walks in small steps, and if he slows down, he will look even weirder.
It was very dark on the mountain. Apart from the moonlight, the only light was the small lantern in the mute old man's hand.
But for some reason, there is not much eerie feeling here.
When they were almost halfway up the mountain, the gentleman took a few steps to the left, then stomped his feet lightly. A translucent ripple appeared in the air, and a faint light enveloped him and the mute old man, then disappeared.
There is a small world in this mountain.
Or there is a place like the Tomb of the Living Dead inside, a tomb within a tomb.
The person inside was naturally the world's number one swordsman, the founder of the Demon Sect, and the eldest disciple of the Master...
——Yan Li who had been in seclusion for many years.
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