The sea is full of madness, and the mulberry fields are filled with fine sand. In troubled times, long-lasting love between children is always a luxury. For an empire, decades are like a fleeting moment, too short. But after a lifetime, the same time can never be found again.
That was twelve years ago, in the winter of the 84th year of Lincang, on the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, it was recorded in the astrology diary: "The imperial astrology envoy held the compass and looked at the stars. He stared at the stars for a long while, then his expression suddenly changed, and he tremblingly said: 'Ghost'
Sudden changes, the former Qiye Emperor's Mausoleum...'
I tried to catch a glimpse of the secret again, but I couldn't do it. I bleed from all my orifices and fell to the ground unconscious."
The next day, the Qiye Imperial Mausoleum of the former Zhenyi Empire received a low-key and strange uninvited guest.
He was alone, wearing a black robe, and his whole body was covered tightly, and his face could not be seen clearly. He shuttled through the dense forest, almost like a black shadow floating past, silently, only stirring up a gust of leaf wind.
The only thing that has a sense of presence on his body is the silver sword in his hand.
If you are a person with good eyesight and knowledge, you will recognize that this is the Long Yuan White Sword - the sword of the Sword Master Baili Kazama!
"This is it." At the foot of a mountain, Baili Fengjian stopped, took out the wine gourd on his waist, raised his head and took a long sip.
But where he stopped, he was surrounded by cliffs and exposed boulders. Because it was located in the shadow of a mountain, even the sun couldn't shine. There was only the sound of the mountain wind beating the air unbridled, eerie and frivolous. People who know a little about Feng Shui will always
You can tell by looking at this place that it is an extremely dangerous place, and it is too far away from the treasure of the Dragon Cave. It does not look like a place where the royal family is buried, and I don't know what Baili Fengjian is looking for.
Placing his palms on the rugged rocks, he seemed to be listening to the pulse of the rocks. After a while, large gaps gradually appeared on the rocks, showing a tendency to fall apart. Soon, the hard and airtight rocks peeled off layer by layer.
When it came down, a large dark hole was revealed, which looked like the entrance to a tomb.
It is clearly a cave of great evil. The wind is chaotic and the water is dead, and all the evil spirits must have gathered. It is really unbelievable that there is a mausoleum placed here.
"It is indeed a place where evil spirits imprison souls." Baili Fengjian could be heard whispering to himself, but he nonchalantly stepped forward and stepped into the tomb against the cold wind.
After entering the tomb, he paused slightly. Baili Fengjian stretched out his slender hand under the black robe, turned his palm over, and a gust of wind passed by. In the hands of two rows of bronze men holding lamps beside the tomb passage, the long-dried everlasting lamps instantly lit up with a faint purple light.
.
No longer moving forward, Baili Fengjian just adjusted his robe and lifted the huge black hat, finally revealing his face.
It has a face that is weathered but unruly. The messy green stubble on the chin looks unkempt, and the eyes are dark and deep, like a sudden splash of ink on a light landscape painting, melting away the vicissitudes of time and covering up countless
The details were only so thick that they were thrilling. His face showed an indescribable calmness - it was his usual self-confidence, no need to show off, but there was a pride that made people have to surrender.
This is an astonishing face. There are many types of good looks. Some men are as gentle as jade, but he is as handsome as an ancient sword.
"Senior sister." It's not a call to find someone, it's just a lazy, conversational call, and I'm sure there will be a response, even if there is no one here.
But the tomb passage was still cold and dead. The dim light of the ever-burning lamp flickered, and its slanting shadow hit the colorful murals.
While Baili Fengjian was waiting, he looked sideways at the wall. The young royal woman on the mural was wearing a military uniform, carrying a long sword and throwing herself into the smoke of troubled times without hesitation. Looking further, she saw the evil man in the palace of the imperial capital complained first, and the emperor
Angry, the young royal woman who was still fighting bloody battles on the battlefield was recalled by eight emergency orders, imprisoned unjustly, and sentenced to death by her entire family.
"Senior Sister Suisheng." He called out again, suppressing the unruly smile on his face, and took out the wine gourd on his side. Even though he was conceited throughout his life, he could not fight against the time that had passed. Baili Fengjian
Staring at the heroine on the mural, he sighed.
Suddenly, the wind blew and the lights went out. A white shadow slowly showed its outline, and a quiet female voice came, rising and falling in surprise: "Baili Fengjian?"
"It's me, senior sister." She returned her usual ungrateful smile and replied loudly in Baili Fengjian. But no matter how many joys and sorrows I have seen, I can still cover up my heavy feelings at this moment, and it is inevitable that I will have thousands of thoughts in my heart.
.When the senior sister was sent to die, he never had time to see her. The old friend had become a dead soul. Even though they were close to each other, they were separated by yin and yang.
The white shadow gathered into the figure of a woman, with long hair reaching the ground, a pale and transparent complexion, not stunning in appearance, but exuding an aura that ordinary people don't have. She is the royal woman on the mural.
Her tone was vicissitudes of life and indifferent: "After waiting for a hundred years, you are finally here."
"Senior Sister, I have kept you waiting for so long. Baili will apologize to Senior Sister right now." He bowed unceremoniously and pretended to bow.
Sui Sheng hurriedly stopped him and also laughed. This junior brother still has the same temperament as before. He doesn't care about anything and is unruly. But in fact, the things he carries in his heart are too big for him to see.
Things that catch his eye are trivial. Fortunately, he is a naturally strong person, so he can support his pride.
"Why did you look for it for so long?"
"The map of the imperial mausoleum has always been in Fuji's hands, but Fuji fell into the hands of the Lincang Empire." At this point, he couldn't laugh no matter what. "Not long ago, he escaped from the Lincang Empire's prison with a narrow escape.
I just got the map of the imperial tomb."
But Sui Sheng did not answer immediately, as if he had returned to a distant memory. On the battlefield where gold and iron horses were exchanged, Fuji was surrounded by numerous enemy troops, and he shouted proudly without changing his expression: "Incoming call."
Name, I will not kill unknown people!"
As a deputy general, she was recalled to the imperial capital by eight urgent secret orders during the "breaking" battle, and she never saw Fuji again.
"Is he okay?"
After asking, Sui Sheng saw Baili Fengjian pretending to be relaxed, and he knew most of it. How could a person who escaped from an imperial prison be fine?
"I'm afraid the time is running out." Baili Fengjian couldn't bear to tell her that after Fuji handed him the map of the imperial mausoleum in a bloody form a few days ago, he could no longer hold on to his death. The then dignified imperial general
, Zongheng responded to every call on the battlefield, but in the end he ended up with such a miserable end.
In troubled times, we can’t count how many bloody pasts are buried under the river of dead souls.
Sui Sheng lowered his eyes for a moment, covering up his grief, turned around and walked forward, saying: "Fengjian, come with me."
Passing through the funerary room filled with gold and silver jewelry, there is another long tomb passage, with some crude words carved on the rough stone bricks. Looking along the way, most of the carvings are daily trivial things, such as, I broke the red brick today.
Lubi porcelain, the gold paint in the left room actually peeled off, and so on.
When he saw the last line of characters written in blood and crookedly, Baili Fengjian suddenly stopped, his pupils unable to conceal his surprise.
--"I protected your bloodline, but you destroyed my entire clan."
Sui Sheng glanced at him indifferently, understanding why he was surprised, but pushed open the red door at the end of the tomb passage: "I have been waiting here for a hundred years and refused to lose my soul, just to wait for you to come and tell you the truth. Go in, you
Then you’ll know.”
Inside is a huge coffin. Judging from its size, it should be used for joint burials.
There are two coffins in the coffin, one is Sui Sheng's body that has not decayed for a hundred years, and the other coffin is a completely transparent black ice coffin, with wisps of cold air coming out.
Inside lay a pure and pure girl, with a peaceful and beautiful face, like a piece of uncarved natural jade. Her hands were folded on her abdomen, her chest was rising and falling calmly, and she was sleeping peacefully.
"This is the last bloodline of our Zhenyi Empire royal family."
Baili Fengjian heard her voice a little bitter: "She is..."
"It's Su Che. You met her at her fifth birthday. You even gave her a mirror. But you never saw her again after she grew up."
Even though the answer was about to come out, Baili Fengjian still couldn't believe it and tried to get another answer: "Isn't Su Che the child of senior sister?"
"She is not the child of me and Prince Consort Su," she raised her eyebrows and said extremely calmly, but the sadness came from her bones and was deeply rooted for hundreds of years. "She is the child of me and Emperor Zi Jin."
The place where souls are imprisoned is actually the place where love and hate are imprisoned.
The evil wind was filled with evil spirits, blowing away the clothes. But the white figure just stood indifferently, accumulating hundreds of years of entanglement of love and hate, and finally could deal with it indifferently.
Eighty-one luminous pearls are set in the dome, illuminating the entire main tomb chamber, which is exactly the decadent and luxurious style of the previous dynasty.
I just felt astonished. Those two words were stuck in my throat, grinding on Baili Fengjian's heart, but I still couldn't ask. Suisheng laughed at himself and said it for him: "Yes, it's incest."
.Zi Jin is my biological uncle, but I had an affair with him when I was fifteen years old."
"But my uncle sent me to death... what happened back then... Oh, it's okay not to talk about it," Sui Sheng shook his head, his eyebrows were gloomy, and his tone was calm and full of resentment, "He knew that I was deeply obsessed, and he was afraid that I would become a ghost.
He wanted to haunt him, so he gave me a grand burial in the Soul Prison. As for me, I have committed a hundred years of stupidity, and now I still want Baba to protect his bloodline."
"Senior sister is a person with deep feelings." The tone in her tone was filled with confusion, disbelief, and pride that she was confident that she would not fall into love again.
Sui Sheng gave him a meaningful look: "As long as we encounter it, even if it is incest, even if it is extremely ridiculous, it doesn't matter anymore."
Baili Fengjian only felt that Su Chelun's chaos was extremely harsh in his ears. Even though he was romantic, unruly, and did whatever he wanted, the more he acted like this, the more he cared about taboos and would never go too far.
He tilted his head slightly and glanced at the girl in the coffin.
The encounter in this world really never misses every moment.