The dead return to the sun, such things as breaking the cycle of causality require the exchange of life for life. After the event is completed, Meimei will surely die. Knowing the result, Liu Zhou couldn't wait any longer, and ran to the calculated position, followed by the other three.
Fortunately, there was a big banquet in the palace at this time. Except for the regular patrolling guards, almost the entire palace gathered to the banquet hall. They bypassed the guards and easily came to Fengluan Palace. They thought they would bump into An Ran who had returned to the bedroom, but they didn't think that there was no one in the palace. Xie Xuanyang looked left and right, and found that the hall was a little strangely empty. He wiped it on a table with his fingers again, and smeared a layer of light gray on the pulp of his fingers.
Xie Xuanyang said, "No one lives here. Liu Zhou, are you sure this is the lady's bedroom?"
Liu Zhou nodded. He had explored this palace many times, and he would never admit the wrong way. He said, "The layout here is the same as what I saw last time I came here, and it hasn't changed. Could it be because of the new darkroom that the lady moved out?"
Xie Xuanyang shook his head and said, "Even if you move out, it won't be the reason for building a darkroom. Isn't that kind of secret thing built so people can't find it? It's the best cover for her to continue living here. No matter the reason, it is convenient for us that no one is here, and the most urgent task now is to find the dark room where Mei Mei is."
Several people also agreed with this principle, so they split up and started looking for the location of the dark room. The so-called dark room always has a secret door leading to it, and the mechanisms for opening the secret door are mostly hidden in seemingly ordinary places, or pieces of decoration, or bricks and tiles that make up the wall.
Where is the secret door in this dark room? Xie Xuanyang groped around for a while, but couldn't find it, and just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw a strange dark shadow out of the corner of his eye. This black shadow is obliquely located in the dead corner of the wall, and the light color can easily be regarded as the shadow of some long-shaped object. But there was nothing there.
Xie Xuanyang narrowed his eyes and took a closer look, and found that it seemed to be a vague little figure, not as short as his waist. He asked, "Who are you?"
I saw that extremely pale shadow swayed, and it seemed to look up at him, and then shrank back to the corner of the wall.
Are you afraid? Xie Xuanyang thought to himself. He took a step closer, raised his eyebrows, tried hard to learn how to coax a child when he met his father in the private library, and said slowly, "Don't be afraid, good boy, are you looking at us?"
The little figure didn't move, Xie Xuanyang pointed to the three people on the side, "Are you looking at him? Or him? Or... him?" He took a step forward and withdrew his foot sharply.
Xie Xuanyang suddenly thought about it. He said, "Are you afraid of hurting him yourself?"
The little figure shook his head, nodded and shook his head, stretched out his hand and gestured several times to express something, but he couldn't express it clearly. It stomped its feet in a hurry, suddenly rushed in front of Xie Xuanyang, and stretched out a small almost transparent hand to hug his thigh. Xie Xuanyang seemed to hear a very small voice saying something, and he could only hear a few words vaguely, "Daddy...Danger...Ghost...Ghost..."
ghost? Xie Xuanyang was thoughtful. Suddenly, the little figure didn't know what to see, and the originally vague and small voice suddenly turned into a sharp cry, "Ah!" It seemed like countless sharp needles pierced into Xie Xuanyang's brain, stabbing his brain. He was in so much pain, his eyes turned black.
When he came to his senses, the little figure had gone somewhere.
"Look! Here!" At the same time, Mo Lingyan greeted several people. He was lying beside the bed at the moment, reaching out and groping at the bottom of the bed, "There is a cold place here, come and have a look."
When several people heard that he had found something unusual, they hurriedly gathered over. Liu Zhou also reached out and probed, but he couldn't find the place where Mo Lingyan was cold. He asked, "What are you talking about? Don't feel wrong."
Mo Lingyan resolutely said, "Impossible, this place is as cold as ice. It's so obvious, why can't you feel it?" He pushed the bed aside and grabbed Liu Zhou's hand. Click where he found.
Liu Zhou still found nothing unusual. He said, "No is no."
Mo Lingyan said, "Don't stay in the north for a long time, you can't feel the temperature anymore." After that, he shook off Liu Zhou's hand and said to Qingxiao and Xie Xuanyang, "Master, Xuanyang, come and see Are you cold?"
Qing Xiao pressed it up and said, "No."
Mo Lingyan stared in shock, he thought Liu Zhou was bluffing him, but even Qing Xiao said so, could it be that there was something wrong with his feeling? Just when he doubted himself, Xie Xuanyang also pressed it.
He said, "It's cold."
Xie Xuanyang changed his fingers from pressing to knocking, knocked up and down there several times, and then put his ear to the ground to listen, and said, "Pry open here, there is something underneath."
Liu Zhou gave Xie Xuanyang a strange look, saying that Liu Zhou's ability to listen to sounds and distinguish things is also a must, but listening to the sound of tapping the ground just now, there is no difference between this place and other places, and I don't know how Xie Xuanyang judged it. There is something under here.
But since Xie Xuanyang said to pry open, Liu Zhou did the same. He took out a strange-shaped knife from the storage bag. The knife was folded down, and it looked a bit like a small hoe. At first glance, it was a tool for prying things. Liu Zhou skillfully tapped on the ground in a circle, and suddenly he slashed down, and with a single force, the white jade stone spread on the ground was thrown open.
There is also a large brown-red peach board below, and only a part of the board is exposed just by prying open the piece of white jade. This wooden board looks gorgeous, and there are reliefs of birds on it. Among the birds, there is a creature like a snake. The snake has a hump-headed lion's mane and two horns like buds on its head.
Liu Zhou carefully observed along the relief pattern on the wooden board, and asked, "Is this a young dragon?"
Xie Xuanyang has seen an adult dragon, but he has never seen a young dragon, but it looks very similar to an adult dragon. He said, "Maybe."
Liu Zhou said, "It's weird, what do you do with a wooden board carved with a young dragon under the ground?"
Xie Xuanyang pryed the wooden board and said, "This is the coffin cover."
As soon as these words came out, Liu Zhou's hand that was still on the wooden board suddenly froze, and he suddenly retracted it and took a few steps back. Although he is a demon, he is also a demon who treats himself as a normal person. He kills people, and he is not afraid of death, but it does not mean that he does not feel that touching other people's coffin lids is not a bad thing.
Mo Lingyan also panicked, "Is this sick? Bury the coffin cover under the bed?"
Perhaps Mo Lingyan's scared expression was too embarrassing. Qing Xiao gave him a cold look and said, "It's a coffin."
Mo Lingyan was even more frightened, and shrank directly behind Liu Zhou, who was furthest away. He was frightened and said, "It's not just the coffin lid? Did Senior Brother ruin his brain when he was enchanted? Bury the coffin?!"
Qing Xiao said coldly, "You don't have a senior brother."
Different from Mo Lingyan's fear or Liu Zhou's taboo, Xie Xuanyang fumbled around like no one, and finally found a loose spot.
"Liu Zhou, give me the knife," he said. He took the prying knife from Liu Zhou, and I don't know how he fiddled with it a few times before breaking open a small piece of loose wood, revealing a small dark hole inside.
Qing Xiao asked, "Organ?"
Xie Xuanyang shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, he saw an eye suddenly appear in the black hole. The blue eyes, gray, and white eyes stared at Xie Xuanyang for a long time, and then turned a few times as if looking at the three of them.
Mo Lingyan almost fell to his knees in fright. If Liu Zhou hadn't covered his mouth quickly, his screams would have penetrated the entire palace. Liu Zhou took a deep breath, "Ghosts?"
Mo Lingyan also took a few quick breaths, pushed away Liu Zhou's hand and asked, "A ghost? Is it really a ghost?"
Qing Xiao glanced at the two of them and said lightly, "One devil and one sword repair, afraid of ghosts?"
Mo Lingyan knew that his cowardly appearance was too ugly in the eyes of his master, but he couldn't help it. He knew there were ghosts in the world, but who knew that just looking at the eyes could be so scary? He thought it was all as stunning as the small story book said.
Xie Xuanyang and Liu Zhou said, "It's not a ghost, it's your daughter."
Liu Zhou was stunned, "Mei Mei?!" When he heard that it was his daughter, Liu Zhou didn't care about anything else, he pulled out his saber and chopped down on the coffin cover. No matter how gorgeous and sturdy the coffin lid was, it was nothing but mortal peach wood, and it was chopped apart by his knife in three or two strokes.
Lying inside was a five- or six-year-old child whose entire body was wrapped in a talisman with strange characters written on it, with only one bluish-gray eye exposed. These eyes do not belong to humans or demons, just looking at them will feel creepy. Liu Zhou's hands were trembling, and his eyes were a little hot. He carefully touched the child's cheek, fearing that he would accidentally smash this small body into pieces.
"Mei Mei, Mei Mei." Liu Zhou said, "Don't be afraid, Daddy is here to pick you up."
He couldn't imagine how long his child had been in the dark and narrow coffin, crying in fear. Just as Liu Zhou was about to take Meimei out, Xie Xuanyang suddenly said, "Wait."
He opened his fingertips and squeezed out a little blood to draw a character on Meimei's forehead. Although this character was unknown to others, it could be seen that it came from the same source as the talisman that tied Meimei. .
Xie Xuanyang said again, "Ling Yan, drop your blood on her mouth."
"Oh, oh." Mo Lingyan responded twice, and also learned Xie Xuanyang's previous movements to open his hand. When his bloody hand touched Meimei's mouth, the one that was originally tied to Meimei's mouth The talisman suddenly shattered, revealing a mouth with sharp teeth underneath, and bit his hand in one bite.
"Get out of the way." Xie Xuanyang tore open the blood vessels on his wrist, and a large amount of fresh blood immediately drew Meimei's attention away from Mo Lingyan. She let go of Mo Lingyan's hand, stared straight at the blood on Xie Xuanyang's wrist, and made a ho ho sound in her throat.
Xie Xuanyang hung his hand above Mei Mei's lips, turning his hands into sword fingers. The blood on his wrist dripped down his fingertips and dripped onto Meimei's lips. He stroked in the air again, spreading the blood into the same character as Meimei's forehead, and sprinkled it all over her upper body. He murmured, "One seven is Guangzhen, two seven is Xiuzhen, three is seven is Jingzhen, and four is seven is Lingzhen... Please Junyin Division, Xuanyang Jun's name."
As soon as the words fell, the characters on Mei Mei's body emitted a dazzling golden light, her blue-gray eyes widened as if they were about to break out of the frame, and the ho ho sound in her throat became clearer.
"Pa—" The talismans were all shattered, and she suddenly sat up.
"Dad... daddy"
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