The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 343 Ghost Girl Tomb

Feng Yunxi has lived to that age and is a top evil cultivator. She has no other hobbies on weekdays, but likes to collect rare treasures.

Yehan knew that she had several 'vaults', and each place contained different treasures.

The exquisite heart with seven apertures was completely useless to Ye Han in the past, so naturally he didn't pay much attention to it, he just knew about such a thing.

Still at Gala Mountain.

After Feng Yunxi was imprisoned in the extremely cold Netherworld, he took over most of the things in Mount Jialuo.

It's just that Feng Yunqi's 'vault', he has never been given the key to open it, and the contents inside have not been taken out in time.

She kept calling him her husband, but in fact, she never trusted him wholeheartedly.

She never even told him where the key to the vault was.

Yehan's eyes darkened, and then he heard the woman's voice again.

"You should go there as soon as possible. There are more useful things on the mountain than just the exquisite heart with seven apertures."

"It's a great pity that you failed to bring back those rich treasures back then."

"Everything you do in the future will cost money and effort everywhere, so the baby will naturally not be too little."

In the end, the woman's voice paused for a moment before she continued, "That kid from the Phoenix Clan can't be saved in vain, isn't their most precious thing the treasure house left by the ancestors of the Phoenix Clan?"

"You risked your life to go to Jialuo Mountain to find the Qiqiao Linglongxin. Naturally, the Phoenix Clan should pay the corresponding price."

She talked a lot, and finally, a phantom appeared in the wind, appearing directly opposite Ye Han.

Her dress was flying, her figure was blurry, and she couldn't see her face clearly at all.

The woman seemed to be looking at him for a long time, and finally stretched out her hand, and gently touched Ye Han's face.

"Ye Han, you are all my hope, you have to do what I say."

"Only in this way can I..."

Ye Han interrupted the woman before she finished speaking, he said coldly, "I know everything, you don't need to say more."

The woman was silent for a moment, then withdrew her hand that fell on his cheek, "It's good that you know."

After the words fell, the wind blew gently, and her figure was blown away.

Leaving Yehan standing alone in the icy cold wind for a long time.

It seemed that every time she appeared, his heart would be a little colder. She was more penetrating than the cold wind, and he had been a lingering burden since childhood.

……

Mount Jialuo, here was once the home where the temperature and dryness lived for tens of thousands of years.

When she was still Feng Yunqi, she seemed to have grown up on this mountain since she could remember.

It was the ghost girl from Mount Jialuo who took her in.

No one knew where Feng Yunqi came from, and no one knew what she was.

Even her name was only embroidered on an embroidered handkerchief that she carried with her.

The ghost girl was illiterate, so she asked a literate person outside the mountain to identify it, only to find out that the embroidered handkerchief was embroidered with the three characters 'Feng Yunqi'.

The location of Mount Jialuo is also very mysterious. It is in the upper realm. At the beginning, it was the mountain of hell used by the upper realm to exile sinners.

Even the gods from the upper realm, if they stay in this mountain for a long time, their state of mind will be polluted, and they will be easily entangled by demons, unable to escape for life, and in the end life would be worse than death.

So this mountain, also known as the cursed mountain.

All of this changed after Feng Yunqi arrived.

The change began to be alive, not as scary as in the legend.

Even the sin gods and sin 'gods' who were exiled at the beginning almost all had an intersection with Feng Yunxi.

When Wen Ku came back here again, what he saw was a lifeless darkness.

The mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles are shrouded in lifeless black mist.

There was even traces of blood in the air.

This is the first time in her life that she has been home.

But her home no longer feels like home.

Like a huge tomb shrouded in darkness, even the sky is black.

When she came all the way, she saw that there was no one in the area for hundreds of miles, and even the birds and beasts seemed to have disappeared.

At the foot of Mount Jialuo, there are dead branches and leaves all over the ground, and occasionally there are bones of animals.

I don't know how many years have passed since that white bone, and it has already turned into jade.

Wen Ku casually picked up a bone stick, which was longer than her arm, and still had the lingering aura of a beast on it.

As soon as she moved her feet, the dead branches under her feet made a cracking sound.

Wen Ku walked a few steps forward, and heard a faint cry in the wind.

She ignored it and went straight to the main peak of Mount Jialuo.

The mountains are even more ruined, and there is a scene of extinction everywhere. As far as the eye can see, there is no vivid green.

In the past, she also planted blood roses all over the mountains and plains, but now they are all gone.

The dead branches were hanging on her clothes, creaking when they were pulled.

Wen Ku found the tomb of the ghost girl following her memory.

The tomb was in a cave, and the outside of the cave was also filled with dead branches. Wen Ku opened up the dead branches and finally revealed a tombstone.

The handwriting on the tombstone has long been blurred, and only the words "fostering mother and ghost daughter sleep peacefully" can be vaguely seen.

Wen Ku wiped off the dust on the tombstone with his sleeve, and took out candles and paper money.

With a slight movement of the fingertips, a white candle can be seen burning.

She squatted on the ground and burned the paper money one by one.

These things were brought out from the underworld by her, and she originally wanted to grab two paper figurines and bring them over and burn them together, but those guys are used to kneeling down and begging for mercy, Wen Ku rarely showed kindness and let them go.

"Ghost girl, I'm back." Wen Ku's voice was very soft, as if afraid of waking up the 'sleeping person' inside.

The first thing she did when she returned to Mount Jialuo was to worship the ghost girl.

The ghost girl is just a ghost girl by name, but she is actually a sinner exiled from the upper realm. What is her real identity, the ghost girl never told her until her death, and Wen Ku didn't ask her.

"I will come to see you often in the future." Wen Ku burned the last piece of paper money and stood up again.

The white candle was still burning, and Wen Ku added a few sticks of incense to it.

The candlelight shone on her face, which was whiter than snow.

The sound of 'crying' in the forest didn't stop from the beginning to the end, Wen Ku still ignored it.

After paying homage to the ghost girl, her hand landed on the tombstone again, and she pressed lightly on the word 'Mu', and there was a clicking sound on the tombstone, and the word 'Mu' actually sank.

Wen Ku reached in, stroked it, and took out a rusty bronze key from inside.

As soon as the key was taken out, the tombstone quickly returned to its original state.

Wen Ku looked at the key in his hand, feeling somewhat disappointed.

Yehan, who is as good at calculating, really did not expect that she would hide the key of the 'little vault' here.

Also, with such a simple and superficial mechanism, it is estimated that Yehan would not pay attention to it at all. With his temperament, it is even more impossible to pay homage to her adoptive mother, ghost girl, and naturally he will not find out.

Wen Ku stood in front of the ghost girl's tomb, and she didn't leave until the candles and green incense were burned out.

As soon as he turned his head, several black shadows came under his feet.

(End of this chapter)