She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 329

In the imperial mausoleum, He Miao cautiously pushed open the door that had been covered in dust for more than ten years.

The door creaked, and a damp smell came over the face, as if it had been moldy for more than ten years.

As soon as the door opened, Xuan Feng, who had been starving for more than ten years and hadn't seen outsiders, couldn't wait to flap her wings and rush out of the door.

"Don't let them go"

He Miao hadn't finished his instructions, Ling Yishuang had already pulled out his sword, made a few moves, the cold light flickered, and then he saw the corpses of Xuanfeng all over the ground.

Not a single black bee escaped.

"Walk."

Ling Yishuang stared at the dark and narrow entrance of the imperial mausoleum in front of him, vowing to find out everything that happened in the past.

Seeing the scene before him, the stooped old man who followed behind was stunned and asked in disbelief.

"You guys are immortal cultivators?"

He Miao was noncommittal and asked, "Old man, can I borrow your lantern?"

The old man stroked his sparse beard, coughed, shook his head and said, "No."

He Miao's expression froze, how could he have thought that the old man would reject her.

In fact, as a cultivator, even without a lantern, she can still see the surroundings at night.

But in the imperial tomb that has been covered in dust for more than ten years, there must be an unpleasant musty smell. Of course, lighting it with a torch is a good way to drive away the musty smell.

After rejecting He Miao, the old man hunched over and walked into the imperial tomb step by step with a lantern in his hand:
"The old man will help you illuminate."

He Miao hurriedly followed, if there was any change in the imperial mausoleum and the old man fell here, it would be very bad.

Ling Yishuang followed closely behind, and the three of them entered the imperial tomb like this.

The long and narrow dark tunnel is just like how Miao came here for the first time.

The old man walked in the front, holding a lantern, staggering, walking very slowly, and he could hear his heavy breathing.

After walking a few steps, he had to stop and rest.

He Miao could see that the old man was about to die, and his birthday was approaching.

"Speaking of which, I haven't been here for many years. I really miss it very much." When the old man said this, his words were a little strange.

There was a faint rustling in the air, it was a familiar sound.

He Miao's ears moved, and he subconsciously pulled out the mahogany sword, stepped forward, and stood in front of the old man, cutting off the black bee flying in front of him with a sword:
"Old man, be careful."

The old man raised the lantern and saw the body of Xuan Feng on the ground, and said calmly, "Thank you for your help, Miss."

He Miao swiftly put away the mahogany sword, nodded and said, "You are welcome, old man."

In the dim tunnel, his gaze fell on the mahogany sword in He Miao's hand through the faint lantern.

"This is.?!"

The old man was terrified, his words trembled unspeakably, and even the lantern in his hand began to become unstable.

He Miao didn't understand what he said, just looked at the sword in his hand, and said, "It's just a mahogany sword, old man don't need to be afraid."

In the dim tunnel, the lantern fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

He Miao looked at the old man in surprise, and heard his trembling voice, and tentatively said:

"Are you Miss He Qing?"

He Miao carefully looked at the person in front of him.

He was dressed in gray and coarse cloth, and his old age was evident from the wrinkles on his face.The beard is all white, and the figure is thin and stooped.

It's obviously a stranger, but for some reason, He Miao felt a strange familiarity in his heart: "You are?"

The old man coughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Everyone could hear a bit of joy from his cough.After a long time, the old man returned to normal, with tears in his cloudy eyes:
"15 years and 15 years. Unexpectedly, in my lifetime, there will be a day to see Miss He Qing again."

He Miao stared blankly at the person in front of him.

Through those wrinkled eyes and gray face at the temples, He Miao seemed to see the past, the Tanhualang who had red lips and white teeth and a red official uniform when he first met.

"You are Mr. Zhu?" He Miao swallowed hard and asked.

The old man nodded slowly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said:
"I haven't seen you for 15 years. Miss He's appearance is even worse. She looks like a fairy, but Fei Qing is already an old man."

After getting an affirmative answer, He Miao's heart froze.

She almost forgot that when she first met Zhu Feiqing, he was probably nearly thirty years old, and now 15 years have passed, and he is nearly fifty years old.

The ancients had a short lifespan, and 70 years old was rare in ancient times.

15 years is enough for a person to go from youth to adulthood, and from adulthood to old age.

Time, like a ruthless knife, has already changed the appearance of that elegant Tanhualang.

"Why are you here, little emperor?" He Miao restrained the thoughts in his heart and asked.

She remembered that Zhu Feiqing and Shangguan Mu had both literary and military skills, and they could be said to be the right arm of the little emperor.

Shangguan Mu has already died in battle, and Zhu Feiqing is guarding the imperial tomb, so what will the little emperor do?
The little emperor is a dou who cannot be supported, but now there is no one to support him.

Zhu Feiqing sighed heavily, bent down to pick up the lantern on the ground, and recalled slowly:

"Eight years ago, the rebel army fought near the capital, and His Majesty was surrounded by the so-called 'King Qin' army. He lost his real power and fled to Jiankang."

"A thorny head like me was left here, and I should have died to show my ambition. But in the end, I was greedy for life and afraid of death, so I survived. I thought that I could guard the imperial tomb for the emperors of the Dazheng Kingdom. Faithful."

When Zhu Feiqing said this, she looked down at the lantern in her hand.Vision gradually blurred.

Only he himself knows that he would rather live in obscurity than go against the way he has always trusted and be a person who is cast aside by others.

After living so long, I just hoped that I might have a chance to see that person again.

That person once said that a Dragon Yuan Sword can last the great Zheng Kingdom for 30 years.He guessed that after 30 years, that person would probably reappear and come to this place.

He always thought that he would not live for 30 years, and he was afraid that he would never be able to see that person again for the rest of his life.

Rather than saying that he, the tomb guard, is guarding the imperial tomb, it is better to say that he is guarding the beautiful past that cannot be returned.

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

Unexpectedly, when he was dying, he had the opportunity to look at that person again.It's just that, now that he is old and self-ashamed, even if he has a thousand words to say, how dare he speak again.

From Zhu Feiqing's words, He Miao knew that the little emperor had already been ostracized.

He Miao smiled sarcastically.In the past 15 years, she was used to seeing the joys and sorrows in the world. She saw countless people died in battle, countless wives were separated, and their families were destroyed.

Every time at this time, she would ask her heart, was the suggestion she made unintentionally at the beginning, was it right?
A Longyuan sword continued the fate of the Dazheng Kingdom.

Since then, wars have raged in the world, and the people are in dire straits.That was 15 years of war, and there was no stable life for 15 years.

In exchange, others coerced the emperor to make the princes, and the Dazheng Kingdom survived in name only.

She kept comforting herself that at that time she was just a kid in the Qi refining period, and countless big shots in the world of cultivating immortals didn't care about her, so what could she change.

Maybe, it's time to end.

She was the one who made the suggestion at the time, and everything came from her.

Now, it was up to her to end it all.

　Thank you for your recommendation and monthly pass, thank you~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)