Su Xuan and Ye Wenchun immediately looked at Fan He, waiting patiently for Fan He to continue.
This place is too weird, and any details cannot be missed. If the news of the princess is lost because some small details are not noticed, then they will be blamed for their deaths.
Fan He carefully recalled the various classics recorded in the sect, organized the following language, and said: "It is rumored that only Wangyou has such a demagogic taste. According to the ancient books in the sect, this wine first appeared in one thousand sixteen. A hundred years ago, it was made by an eminent monk for his beloved girl."
She looked a little regretful: "Later I heard that the girl was killed, and in grief, the monk dumped all Wangyou into the nearby river. When the local people who drank the river water woke up, they all forgot all about it. Annoyed, forgetting the most important person in their hearts."
"Since then, anyone who wants to forget all their troubles will go to that river to drink the Wangyou water. Since that river dried up, there has never been another forgetfulness in this world." Fan He was also a little puzzled as to why Forgetfulness will appear here.
Marven Ye sighed: "It's a beautiful but regrettable story."
After a pause, his eyes fell on this Wang Jiuquan, and he asked doubtfully, "Where's the eminent monk?"
Fan He shook his head and said, "It is said that he disappeared with the body of his beloved, perhaps already dead."
"It's impossible." Su Xuan said solemnly, "If he dies, what is the explanation for this Quan Wangyou?"
Marven Ye thought for a while and asked, "I heard that the family of Venerable Lord Xixin was also destroyed 1,600 years ago?"
Fan He nodded: "It is true."
Marven Ye looked at Su Xuan and asked, "Master Su, what can you think of?"
Su Xuan picked up a stone and bounced it out, but the stone was blocked outside Jiuquan by the barrier.
He said with a cold face of ice: "The sweetheart of that eminent monk is also a clan of the master."
"That eminent monk is likely to be used by Venerable Master Xixin. Maybe he has become a demon and has become a demon cultivator. This also explains why Wangyou, who has no longer appeared in the world, appears here." Ye Wenchun looked affirmative. came to this conclusion.
Immediately, he asked Fan He: "You Haotian Xianzong have been hostile to demon cultivators for so many years, have you ever seen a demon cultivator who looks like a monk?"
Fan He's face changed: "Left Protector."
She was full of disbelief, and murmured in her mouth: "It turned out to be the Zuo Hufa, and the Zuo Hufa is actually the legendary monk who brewed Wangyou, why no one thought of it, how is it possible, how is this possible."
Su Xuan was a little impatient with her muttering: "What's impossible, a demon cultivator, an eminent monk, very few people can connect them together, it's normal for you not to think of it."
Pink Lotus: "… "
Su Xuan said to Marven Ye: "Ye Xiang, this restriction is left to you."
Marven Ye said with a dark face: "Have you forgotten that just when the small stone in your hand hit it lightly, the enchantment was activated. At this time, you asked me to solve it?"
Su Xuan heard the neat and orderly footsteps in his ears, and said calmly, "Only you can understand here."
Marven Ye snorted coldly, accepted the compliment that wasn't a compliment, and then looked up at the place where the sound came from.
After the enchantment is activated, no one can tell what will appear.
What I didn't want to catch in my eyes were thousands of pottery figurines guards.
These guards are all wearing weapons and armor, and they look forward with awe-inspiring eyes. It seems that as long as there are malicious uninvited guests breaking in, they will directly kill people.
Su Xuan and Marven Ye looked at each other in surprise.
"This main tomb is very important. There are many organs, and various arrangements are blocking our steps. Now even the guards have appeared." Ye Wenchun said with a flash of eyes as he watched the figurine parked in front of the wine pool.
As soon as the words fell, his huge consciousness had already taken all the formations here in his heart, and he thought of a solution in an instant.
His hands quickly formed seals, and layers of obscure energy fluctuations spread out around the wine pond as the center.
The attacking posture of the terracotta figurines suddenly stopped, and they took two steps back and returned to their original positions.
"Go, go in and have a look." Marven Ye said.
Su Xuan and Fan He followed closely behind, and the three of them carefully passed over the guards and headed towards the place they sincerely guarded.
Beyond the guards, there are rows of tombs, the decorations of these tombs are not only exactly the same, even the coffins are the same, but the names carved on each coffin are different.
In front of the coffin was a lady with pottery figurines, who seemed to be waiting for the people in the coffin to come out at any time.
A faint cold wind blew, Fan He shivered, and the corners of her lips turned white: "Then, the people in the coffin won't come out, right?"
Marven Ye smiled gently and said, "The dead will not wake up, little girl, don't be afraid."
Fen He moved her feet in Ye Wenchun's direction, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Xuan glanced at Marven Ye, a little surprised.
Unexpectedly, Ye Xiang, the old and not shy, would still attract little girls.
Marven Ye obviously saw something in Su Xuan's eyes, his face darkened, and he snorted and did not speak.
After passing through the burial chamber, the three of them finally came to the main burial chamber. Standing outside the main burial chamber, a wave of coercion made the three of them jump in their hearts.
"Listen." Marven Ye said suddenly.
Su Xuan closed his eyes and listened intently.
'Boom. ' A small sound came into his ears, and his pupils shrank suddenly, "It's the sound of a heartbeat."
Although it was very slight, it only took a long time to jump, but it must be the heartbeat.
Fan He's face turned pale instantly, her heart and heartbeat sounded
Except for the three of them, how can there be a heartbeat in the entire city of death.
"Let's go in." Marven Ye said.
Fan He stretched out her hand, but before she could hold Ye Wenchun, Ye Wenchun had already walked in.
Fan He looked flustered for a moment, and she hurriedly chased after Ye Wenchun. In this weird place that made her scalp numb, only Senior Ye could give her a little sense of security.
Behind her, Su Xuan glanced at them lightly and walked in.
Ye Wenchun stepped into the main tomb first and saw hundreds of coffins.
He sighed and said, "These should be the masters of the City Lord's Mansion."
These coffins are engraved with a personal name, and they are neatly placed. The white mourning flags hanging from the tombs swayed gently, as if they knew someone was coming before they waved their welcome.
"Ye Xiang, look." Su Xuan suddenly called out.
He seemed to have encountered something that surprised him, and even Ye Xiang's honorary title was called out for a while.
Ye Wenchun hurriedly walked towards him, only to see Su Xuan standing in a tomb behind the coffin. The tomb was filled with spiritual tablets, and each tablet had the name of the deceased written on it.
Ye Wenchun's face changed slightly, because the first words at the beginning of those tokens were all content.
That is their national surname, the royal family's surname, and there are hundreds of people here.
Left Guardian: I was caught off guard and lost my vest 〒▽〒
(End of this chapter)