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Chapter 254 The Tomb of Two Coffins

Bai Yao looked at him as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

"Do you think you can become the Ghost Emperor just by relying on time?"

"Thankfully you are still a master of Xuanmen. You think too much."

Song Changfeng was not angry when she complained, "The prince is talented and resourceful. If he had not gone to the underworld to report, with his intelligence, he would have become a ghost emperor by now, and at last he would be a ghost immortal."

When he mentioned Jiang Shenzhou, his gloomy eyebrows were filled with pride.

Talented and resourceful...

When Bai Yao listened to Song Changfeng's words of praise for the young prince, he felt like he was not alone.

She thought of the young prince. He was the only young prince who loved watching bloody dramas. How could he be such a talented young man?

"Tell me quickly, how is the prince doing?" Song Changfeng was very curious.

Bai Yao said calmly: "He has neither become a ghost emperor nor a ghost immortal. I'm afraid he will disappoint you."

"How is that possible!" Song Changfeng looked in disbelief.

"He is still a wandering ghost."

She just finished speaking.

Song Changfeng suddenly paused, his face full of disbelief.

"You mean, my lord, he has been a lonely wandering ghost in this world for three thousand years?!"

"Almost, but he can't move like you. He has been trapped in a golden mask and can't leave too far."

"The golden mask..." Song Changfeng suddenly remembered something and asked with difficulty: "Is it a ghostly face with a terrifying shape?"

Bai Yao nodded, "Have you seen that ghost face?"

Song Changfeng: "I made it myself and gave it to the prince..."

"Then your craftsmanship is really good." Bai Yao urged him, "Hurry up and leave. It's almost dawn."

Song Changfeng followed her in despair, muttering to himself, "How could this happen..."

"He's fine now. He's at my home in Yuncheng. If you keep stalling, I won't take you to see him." Bai Yao turned around and threatened him fiercely.

Song Changfeng was still a little sad.

He thought that the prince had already been reincarnated, but he didn't expect that he was still in the earthly world. What made him most uncomfortable was that the proud prince who roamed the battlefield was trapped in the ghost's face for three thousand years!

He has been a ghost for three thousand years.

Only he himself knows the hardship and loneliness involved.

But he is more powerful than the prince. At least he can move freely and float wherever he wants.

Where is the prince?

Being trapped in a ghost face for three thousand years, life would be worse than death!

"My lord, he must be very desperate..." Song Changfeng said to himself.

Bai Yao couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and yelled: "He is very well now. He has enough to eat and drink, and he is still watching dramas day and night! Are you relieved now?"

Song Changfeng shook his head, expressing his uneasiness.

Bai Yao: "..."

"Why is the prince still in the mortal world? He should be reincarnated." Song Changfeng lamented: "What went wrong."

"Are you finished?" Bai Yao slapped him on the back of the head, "Wake up!"

Song Changfeng came back to his senses, smiled bitterly, stopped talking, and took her straight to his cemetery.

The two walked from dusk to dawn, and finally found a tomb covered with weeds in the deep mountains and old forests.

Bai Yao cleaned up the weeds near the tombstone and saw the words on the tombstone - Tomb of Song Changfeng.

There is not a single word in the rest of his life, only five words.

Song Changfeng explained this: "I have no descendants to sweep my grave, so there is no need to tell future generations who I am and what my life was like."

He said, raising his hand casually.

A force flew out from the palm and penetrated the tomb, revealing a dark underground tunnel.

"Come in with me."

He drifted into the tunnel first.

Bai Yao followed closely behind.

The tomb may not look big from the outside, but it's actually quite vast inside, and it's divided into a main tomb chamber and a funerary chamber.

Come to the main tomb chamber.

Bai Yao glanced at the two coffins standing in front of him.

"Why are there two coffins? Does one of them belong to your wife?"

She stepped forward to take a look.

There were no bones in either coffin.

Bai Yao looked back at him in surprise, "Is this the tomb?"

Song Changfeng didn't explain much. He just pointed to the funerary room next to him and said, "The merit stone should be inside."

However.

After she entered, not to mention the merit stone, she didn't even see a single burial object!

"You asked me to come all the way just to see an empty tomb, right?" Bai Yao stared at him with resentment.

Song Changfeng was stunned, "Empty? Impossible!"

He rushed into the funeral room to take a look.

Good guy.

The funeral room was clean, there was nothing!

"Where are my things? Where are my magic weapons? Where are my merit stones?!" Song Changfeng looked shocked, "I came back more than a hundred years ago to see everything, and everything is still there. Damn it! They're all gone!"

Bai Yao held his forehead, "Needless to say, the tomb robbers are gone."

Song Changfeng was so angry that he almost lost his temper, "Tomb robber?!"

I miss him, the majestic Imperial Master, but his tomb was robbed by a thief!

Song Changfeng was so angry that he wanted to lie down in the coffin and die again.

Bai Yao was also very angry.

This night, I got absolutely nothing.

"What is this?" Song Changfeng sharply noticed a line of words engraved on the coffin board.

[Master Zhang is here for a visit~]

"Master Zhang?! Who the hell is Master Zhang! I'm going to skin him!!!"

Song Changfeng almost broke the coffin board.

Bai Yao said: "Obviously, your tomb was stolen by this man named Mr. Zhang, and the merit stone is probably in his hands. It looks like it must be a hundred years old."

Song Changfeng gritted his teeth and his face turned dark.

One hundred years...

That man has long since turned into a pile of loess, where can I find him?!

Bai Yao narrowed his eyes, "The person may be dead, but the descendants are still there."

Mr. Zhang's words made her think of the Xuanmen Zhang family, also known as the Zhang Yihang family.

Maybe this tomb robber Zhang Xiaoye and Zhang Yihang are from the same clan.

Otherwise, the average tomb robber will not recognize the merit stone, and it will look just like an ordinary stone.

It's not a gem or a precious stone. There is no reason for grave robbers to take it away.

If even the merit stone is taken away, it means that the person himself knows that it is the merit stone.

Millions of merits!

Bai Yao didn't want to give up and said straightforwardly: "Let's go back to the capital and visit the Zhang family."

There were traces of black energy coming out of Song Changfeng's body, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, "Okay, father's debt will be repaid by son! If you dare to steal my tomb, you will have to pay the price!"

Two people emerged from the grave.

Song Changfeng waved away the tunnel, and the soil covered the tunnel again.

Bai Yao wondered, "What's the point of setting up a tomb here?"

Song Changfeng smiled, "Existence is meaningful."

"Listening to your words is like listening to your words."

He didn't want to say it, and Bai Yao didn't bother to get to the bottom of it.

The two of them traveled from the countryside to the mountains, returned to the capital, and went straight to Zhangjia's five-star hotel.

After arriving, Bai Yao found out that all the principals of the Zhang family were in the hospital. The operation to catch the ghost fairy failed that night, and most of the Zhang family were seriously injured and are still lying in the hospital.


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