Shui Ling turned around and suddenly found a person sitting on the coffin, an old man wearing a dragon robe.

He saw Shui Ling looking directly at him and smiled, "Girl, can you see me?"

Shui Ling looked at him and saw that the old man with dragon crown, dragon robe, extraordinary bearing and handsome appearance must be the emperor.

She bowed first and then went to war. She saluted and said, "I wonder which dynasty you are the emperor of?"

The old man smiled and said: "You girl, you are interesting. When other grave robbers come up, they will rob you. Do you want to be polite before attacking?"

Shui Ling was a little embarrassed, but she had this idea in her heart.

Gong Qianyu walked up to Shui Ling and said, "Are you Yan Qingshui, the Hunjun from eight hundred years ago?"

The old man looked at Gong Qianyu and asked, "How did you tell?"

Gong Qianyu said: "Yan Qingshui has been on the throne for thirty years. In the first ten years, he developed the country, which is remarkable. But after ten years, he began to relax the government and miss the beauties in the harem. In the next ten years, he became obsessed with gambling on stones and squandered the national treasury.

They were all hollowed out. After death, they were moved outside the capital and buried casually, and they were not included in Huangling."

The old man laughed and said, "That's right, I am Yan Qingshui."

Gong Qianyu asked: "There are so many concubines in your palace, which one do you love?"

Yan Qingshui didn't expect him to ask this question, but he answered honestly: "I don't love anyone."

Gong Qianyu was stunned, "You don't love any of them? But you once killed all the queens for one concubine."

Yan Qingshui nodded, "Yes, but do you know what happened to that concubine?"

Gong Qianyu replied: "Five horses cut the body into pieces."

"Yeah, she didn't end well, because I favored a woman again, hahaha..." Yan Qingshui said very easily.

Gong Qianyu didn't understand, "Why? The women around you all have feelings, right? Just kill them anyway. Folk rumors say that you like young ones, and once they are over a year old, you will find ways to kill them."

Yan Qingshui did not answer, but asked: "Do you remember the natural disaster eight hundred years ago?"

"Hmm... I don't really remember. The book says there were two severe droughts and three floods. That was God's punishment because of your stupidity." Gong Qianyu said.

"Hahaha..." Yan Qingshui laughed. If he had tears, he would definitely burst into tears.

Shui Ling could hear the sadness in his laughter.

Yan Qingshui stopped laughing and said, "Yes, there was only one good harvest between the two droughts. Do you know what these people did after the drought?"

"I don't know." Gong Qianyu shook his head.

Yan Qingshui said: "The first time there was a severe drought, I used the queen's dowry to provide relief. But after the drought there was a good harvest. These people said the queen was a witch. I shouldn't just favor her because she didn't have any children."

"I had no choice but to throw the queen into the cold palace. Do you know how bitter it is for an emperor to climb over the wall in the middle of the night to meet his wife?"

Shui Ling's heart trembled. It was too aggrieved for an emperor to be forced to do this.

Yan Qingshui continued: "During the second severe drought, I favored the daughter of the richest man among the ministers. Do you know what that woman did? She thought that by killing the queen, I could make her the queen."

"I emptied her family of all their money, and then divided her into pieces. What did I do?"

Shui Ling and Gong Qianyu looked at each other, neither of them said anything.

Yan Qingshui continued: "The woman I favored later was a rookie. When she looked at me, her eyes were full of admiration, which made me feel that there is someone in this world who truly loves me."

"But within half a year she changed and became a new murderer. She killed my son, my only son."

"Haha..." Yan Qingshui laughed, but his voice was filled with sobs.

After a while, Yan Qingshui calmed down his emotions and let out a long sigh, "You must say that I am heartless and unjust, and that I don't love anyone, but who really loves me? The one who really loves me is no longer there..."

Gong Qianyu pursed his lips, "Then why did you empty the national treasury in the next ten years?"

Yan Qingshui smiled slightly, "Floods began to occur in the early ten years of the next decade, and people were displaced. I allocated the money, but it never reached the hands of the people. The secret report mentioned many tragedies, such as exchanging children and eating them. People killed people and died.

Food……"

"I use the name of gambling on stones to spend all the money from the treasury to the people. Those wealthy businessmen are much better than the officials. They will at least give the people a bite of porridge."

"Then when the treasury ran out of money, I killed people, including those stupid officials. I also spent all the money from confiscating houses to buy rocks."

"Those ministers were afraid, and I had long been prepared to be poisoned to death. The last glass of poisoned wine was brought to me by the wet nurse who raised me."

"She saw me drinking poisoned wine and committed suicide. I don't blame her. I know she was forced to do nothing."

Gong Qianyu asked: "Then why can you gather and form here? Have you ever thought about going out?"

Yan Qingshui smiled faintly, "It's not that those officials were afraid of me being reincarnated, so they made a soul-suppressing plate and put it in the coffin, and this mountain is suitable for raising corpses so that the corpses don't rot, so that my soul can't get out."

"Over the years, I have slowly been able to reveal myself. I once went to the county at night, and the people in the county thought I was a beggar and gave me money and food one after another."

Yan Qingshui's eyes softened, "They are all good people. Although they will scold each other for trivial things all day long, they are absolutely reasonable when it comes to big things."

Then his eyes turned cold, and murderous intent appeared on his body, "Who would have thought that those tomb robbers actually killed a whole county of people. I didn't want them to dissipate like that, so I led them to possess a little girl."

"I hope everyone can live in harmony as before and restore the beauty of the county."

Shui Ling pursed her lips and asked, "Did you control those paper figures?"

"Well, I can control them now. Seeing people coming and going in the county, I feel very comfortable." Yan Qingshui replied.

Shui Ling sighed and asked, "Do you know that you almost killed that girl?"

"Huh? I didn't harm her." Yan Qingshui denied.

Shui Ling stared at him, "Do you know that those kind people, because of your selfishness, eventually turned into evil spirits that lost their humanity and only had greed?"

"How is it possible..." Yan Qingshui didn't believe it.

Shui Ling took out the appearance talisman and hit him on him. Yan Qingshui looked at himself in surprise and found that he had become an entity and was no longer ethereal.

Gong Qianyu said: "Go and see for yourself what people look like in your eyes."

Yan Qingshui followed the two of them down the mountain and came to the inn suspiciously.

Mo Bao was still eating those evil spirits. He was very tired and it took him a long time to stick out his tongue.

Li Qingman was sweating all over, and the magnetic field was connected to the pain nerves. She seemed to be suffering from Lingchi now.
Chapter completed!