"Where is the tomb of General Zuo?"

"Go back to the Marquis, he was buried in Wanchang Mountain yesterday!"

"Prepare the car and lead the way!"

"yes!"

Jian Mucheng sat in a rickety carriage and looked at the flowing scenery outside the window through the curtain of the sedan. In fact, he couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness. Only a few dim lights occasionally passed by. Jian Mucheng didn't understand why he wanted to

When I went to see Zuo Shidu, this stranger who had never been masked before seemed to be pulled by some huge force. He didn't even want others to know his itinerary, and walked quietly on the road to Wanli Mountain at night.

After arriving, Jian Mucheng only brought two followers into the mausoleum. The driver was waiting outside the mountain. It was almost late at night. Birds and insects were chirping in the forest, familiar but unfamiliar. The cold wind was whistling outside the mausoleum.

Shrinking, only Jian Muchong stood calmly on the road, his golden pupils glowing strangely with the moving torch!

Walking through Sima Road, in addition to the memorial food, there was also a small handful of white Canglang flowers on the altar in front of the tomb. Jian Muchen stepped forward, took it in his hand and smelled it. The fragrance was still there, and the flowers were fresh and tender. It seemed that not long ago

Someone has just arrived. Pick up the incense at hand, Jian Yao

He lit it in front of the eternal lamp and bowed devoutly three times. Then he stood in concentration and silence in front of the tomb for a long time. Seeing his master standing still, the two guards talked to each other in confusion. After a while, Jian Mucheng opened his eyes.

Open your eyes, put your middle finger in your mouth and bite hard!

The blood flowed down the fingertips and dripped onto the top of the tablet. Winding down the "seat of meritorious service, Wende and Zuoshidu", the two guards looked at their master in surprise, not understanding what he wanted to do.

The halo of moonlight outside the mausoleum gradually turned into a strange blood-red color. Jian Mucheng closed his mouth and recited silently. The two guards retreated to the corner in fear. Suddenly, a sharp sound pierced the sky, like the friction of a metal blade. Jian Mucheng

As soon as he opened his eyes, his pupils turned a strange blood red with the moonlight. The blood between his fingers had solidified, but the words "Zuo Shidu" dotted with cinnabar on the tablet began to bleed.

"If you are determined, then follow me!" Jian Mucheng's voice suddenly sounded, followed by a long sigh that lingered in the empty mausoleum. Jian Mucheng's lips curled up, revealing a sly smile.

The red light gradually gushes out from the grave behind the tablet, and then slowly gathers, finally becoming an unreal human form...

Seeing this scene, Jian Muchong took three steps back and coldly ordered the two guards behind him: "Dig!"

A touch of smoke painted the sadness of the distant mountains, and the curls of winding wings on Jian Yao's eyebrows made the light eyebrows come alive. Relying on the mottled pillars, Jian Yao raised his head and looked at the ancient four-cornered eaves of the inn. In the courtyard

The green leaves overflowed through the bluestone arch and extended into the depths, and at the other end was a man standing under a peach tree against a distant mountain, playing a leaf flute.

Raising his hand to catch the dew dripping from the corner of the eaves, Jian Yao's eyes were ethereal, deeply attached to the sky that was illuminated by the morning glow.

“The girl’s face should not appear in this remote Yilu Inn!”

Jian Yao looked at the man standing in front of her. He had a high bun and a blue satin robe. He had a handsome face and was delicate like no other. His eyes were extremely beautiful. The slightly upward phoenix, if it could be dotted with gold powder,

It’s just indescribably enchanting!

Jian Yao was frightened by her own thoughts. She looked at him for a long time from a distance of two or three feet, and suddenly smiled sweetly.

"Young master, you are worrying too much, I am not alone!"

Duan Enli turned his head to look at Feng Xie in Taoyuan, then looked at Jian Yao, and said with a smile: "What a song!"
Chapter completed!