The system recalled the last mission, when Ji Yuan was too cowardly when he went to the back mountain of the magic palace in the middle of the night, and then looked at how he was shivering like a chicken now, and became silent.
After a long while, the system said, "Aren't you a good socialist youth bathed in the brilliance of materialism?"
Ji Yuan said, "Shut up, thank you."
His heart was trembling like a sieve, his face was still very dedicated and kept cold, his pale eyes turned to Ye Junchi, and he was silent as if condemning.
Ye Junchi was very sensitive to what he noticed: "Are you afraid?"
Ji Yuan pursed his lips and lowered his head.
A rare real smile flashed in Ye Junchi's eyes. He patted the tombstone at will, and said, "It's just a dead person, and it wasn't your fault. What are you afraid of?"
Ji Yuan's face was expressionless: "After digging up his grave, you are not afraid of dreaming about him?"
I heard that people who die in a hurry are very resentful, and they will become evil ghosts after death. This world is so mysterious, maybe there are really ghosts...
"What if I dreamed?" Ye Junchi was a little surprised, "He can beat me?"
Ji Yuan was too choked to speak: "..." Very good.
Ye Junchi only tasted Ji Yuan's words, stared at Ji Yuan strangely for a moment, and laughed: "You... You are not afraid of ghosts, right?"
Ji Yuan continued to turn his face expressionlessly, listening to Ye Junchi's laughter spreading in the deadly cemetery, he really wanted to go and give him a slap.
Just when Ji Yuan began to worry about whether a generation of demon lords would laugh to death like this, Ye Junchi finally stopped laughing frantically, rubbed Ji Yuan's hair, and said in a gentle voice, "Go plan it."
God fucking laughed for such a long time and said this? !
Ji Yuan stared at Ye Junchi, those extremely shallow eyes were rarely stained with emotion, and the color became darker, with anger. The fair-skinned and handsome face of the young man is like a deer, staring at people like this, there is no power, but it makes people feel cute.
Cute things are for bullying.
This is Ye Junchi's creed - so he looked back at Ji Yuan with a smile: "Why, I just promised to help you track down the murderer, but I didn't take care of it all, so you want to do nothing?"
… Ji Yuan was weak and justified his loss.
After a moment of silence, Ji Yuan lowered his head and slowly moved to the new tomb. As soon as his fingers touched the ground, as if stimulated by an electric current, he shrank nervously, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.
For a moment, the corners of countless horror movies made a show in his mind, and his face was terrifying. The natural fear made him stiff and half-kneeling in front of the grave, and even his body was a little cold. No matter what, he could not force himself to Hand down.
Seeing his cowardly behavior, the system sighed, "Do you want me to help you?"
Ji Yuan burst into tears: "Yes!"
The system said, "Close your eyes."
Ji Yuan closed his eyes.
Then he saw the core values of socialism against the background of red.
The system said: "Look at them, do it! Don't be afraid!"
Ji Yuan: "I have a saying that I must say when a mother sells a batch."
Rather than relying on the system, Ji Yuan gritted his teeth and tried to overcome the overwhelming fear in his heart. Just as he was about to start, his hand was pulled by a warm hand.
The faint rosin lingered on the nose, Ji Yuan opened his eyes blankly, turned his head to look, did not know when Ye Junchi was standing behind him, he was bending over and pulling his hand, his head close to his neck , The warm breath sprayed over, and it was a little itchy.
The expression of the person behind him is not to smile: "Useless little thing, I will come."
Ji Yuan gave Ye Jun three incense sticks in his heart, and silently broke away from his hand and stepped aside.
Ye Junchi moved his hands neatly, and opened the grave with three strokes, five divisions, and two, revealing the coffin deep in the soil. The golden silk nanmu coffin inside exuded a faint fragrance, which dispelled Ji Yuan's fear to some extent.
He diligently approached Ye Junchi, looked at the coffin lid with delicate patterns, and couldn't help swallowing, "System, do you think the corpse inside is already rotting..."
The system snorted: "How is it possible, it is guaranteed to be fresh and alive."
…is that more terrifying!
Ye Junchi stretched out his hand and slowly pushed open the coffin lid.
However, he only pushed open a crack and glanced inside, his expression changed slightly, and he pushed the coffin lid back again: "Back off!"
Ji Yuan quickly backed away, but it was still too late.
The moment the gap appeared, something golden flew out. It seemed that he knew that Ye Junchi was not going to be messed with, so he rushed towards Ji Yuan. Although he quickly backed away, there was still something golden rushing towards the ground. into his eyes.
The sudden pain seemed to have gouged out his eyes, Ji Yuan gritted his teeth, but still let out a cry of pain, his eyes were so painful that tears were streaming down his eyes, and his brain was empty for a moment, and he almost passed out.
After a long while, Ji Yuan regained his breath, endured the severe pain, and hurriedly poked at the system: "Am I blind? What was that thing just now?"
The system said: "The golden silkworm... is flying too fast, why don't you try to open your eyes?"
Ji Yuan gave it a try, tears smeared his eyes, and even if he barely opened a crack, he couldn't see anything.
Feeling that the world was spinning and couldn't find the north, a solid chest was suddenly stuck behind him, and a touch of rosin shrouded him, giving him a gentle illusion. The aching eyes were covered by a warm hand, and Ye Junchi's voice sounded in his ears: "I'm sorry, I was negligent, I didn't expect them to play hands and feet in the coffin."
Ji Yuan wanted to say that he was fine, but he didn't want to open his mouth and let out a sobbing groan, so embarrassed that he wanted to get into the coffin and shrink into a ball.
Ye Jun's hands on his eyes were warm and dry, and the warmth slowly spread into his eyes, driving out all the worms. The severe pain gradually disappeared, Ji Yuan tried to open his eyes, his eyelashes trembled involuntarily, the hand covering his eyes paused and pressed down without gentleness.
Ji Yuan: "...?"
Ye Junchi said confidently, "Itchy!"
Ji Yuan clapped his hand away expressionlessly.
Slowly opening his eyes, his vision was still a little blurry, Ji Yuan blinked, and then a string of tears fell. The person behind him let go of him and laughed horribly: "I have been raised as a girl for more than ten years, and my temper is like a little girl, and I will cry at every turn."
… The original owner blamed me for being afraid of pain.
The severe pain caused Ji Yuan's eyes to turn a little red, and tears fell from his eyes like beads from time to time. Ji Yuan raised his sleeves and wanted to wipe the tears, but a clean handkerchief appeared in front of him at the right time. He followed the slender fingers holding the handkerchief to his master, staring at him silently.
Ye Jun frowned and looked impatient: "Take it and wipe it, what does it look like crying."
Ji Yuan was silent for a moment, then took the handkerchief and wiped his eyes.
A chill rushed into his heart, he shivered slightly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where's Zhao Yang's body?"
It's not like this guy thought it was fun to put it away.
Ye Junchi shrugged: "As you can see, there are only those few worms in the coffin, no corpses."
The other party was afraid that he would come to check the body, so he secretly transported the body away in advance, and put some small gifts.
Ji Yuan wiped away his tears and was embarrassed to hand back the wet handkerchief. He glanced at the empty coffin again, puzzled, "What are those people trying to do?"
The body is gone, and there is no way to check the scars on it, which means that the clues are broken.
Do you really want Ye Junchi to lead the magic soldiers and magic generals to Nanchi? Just to save his father? This sounds too bizarre. If you do this, it is estimated that there will be a story of Ye Sangui and Ji Yuanyuan, who are angry with the crown and become confidants.
The system pointed out the mistake in a cold voice: "It's the story of King Ye Zhou and Ji Daji, and they have a bad reputation."
Ji Yuan: "...you talk a lot."
Ye Junchi seemed to be thinking about something, stared at the coffin for a moment, opened his mouth to speak, his brows suddenly furrowed, he pulled Ji Yuan into his arms, and raised his sword.
In the next instant, dozens of swords suddenly appeared where they had just stood, and each sword was deeply inserted into the ground. It is conceivable that if Ye Jun was a step too late, Ji Yuan would have been strung on the ground.
The sound of footsteps came from all directions, Ji Yuan swept it at will, and his eyebrows twitched involuntarily.
… There were monks in cassocks, Taoist priests in Taoist robes, and monks holding immortal swords. At least one or two hundred people gathered around.
At first glance, it's not just the Zhao family!
Ye Junchi suddenly sneered.
Those people stared at Ye Junchi, who was hanging in the air, with deep fear in their eyes, daring not to act rashly. After a long while, the team of monks wearing Zhao family robes slowly separated. Two middle-aged men walked out side by side. The one on the left is wearing the Zhao family's robe, with slender eyes. When looking at people, the light passing through them is like a poisonous snake, but it makes people feel uncomfortable. The one on the right is dressed in a azure blue long gown, with a warm and elegant face, and a three-point smile when he sees him, but he feels good at first glance.
The system said: "The one on the left is Zhao Buchen, the head of the Zhao family, and the one on the right is his righteous brother, the head of the Yun family among the four major families, and the head of the Righteous Path Alliance, Yun Wuxiu."
Ji Yuan remembered a familiar face, but did not express any comments.
Zhao Buchen's eyes were too terrifying. If Ye Junchi looked at people when he was angry, like a cold sword unsheathed silently in the dark night, the owner of the house was a poisonous snake staring blankly at people. One bite.
But Zhao Buchen didn't say anything, just swept back and forth between Ji Yuan and Ye Jun with horror in his eyes. He was calm, but it didn't mean that the others were calm. After a long silence, a Taoist priest suddenly jumped out and pointed at Ye Junchi and cursed: "The devil! The demon world did not dare to come forward, did you finally dare to come out and die today!"
He just finished his words, and there were many people beside him to join in the condemnation. The crowd was angry. Everyone present seemed to have an undeniable revenge with Ye Junchi, which made Ji Yuan and Ye Junchi stunned for a while, and they were a little confused. .
Ji Yuan looked at Ye Junchi blankly: ... Why do you seem to have a grudge against everyone
Ye Junchi looked back blankly: How do I know.