The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Chapter 994 Chapter 994: Maybe she doesn’t like my son

Si Heng knew her temper and sighed in his heart. He could only advise: "Then you should rest for two days first. When you feel better, I will not stop you."

Nan Li could only nod.

But then she remembered something: "I said earlier that I wanted to see your parents' coffins, but then something happened and delayed it. Are we still going to see it now?"

Si Heng pursed his lips, feeling an indescribable emotion in his heart, and said, "Then let's go and have a look."

The Si family mausoleum is located in a secret place in the back mountain.

In addition to the tablets of the ancestors, there is also a pair of coffins.

The materials of coffins vary.

The first generation ancestor of the Si family was an immortal, and his coffin was made of Kunlun sacred wood.

Because he devoted himself to cultivation and had no Taoist companions, he was the only one in a coffin.

Later, when he became an immortal, he promoted his descendants to practice in his Immortal Mountain. After the fall of the Immortal World, the descendants founded the Jialan Immortal Mountain sect.

When it was passed down to Si Heng's generation, it was only the sixth generation.

The ancestors of the five previous generations all had their own Taoist companions, and their coffins were all in pairs.

Si Heng took her to a cave in the southeast corner. It was not big and contained only two sarcophagi.

They are all cultivating immortals, so there is no need for burial objects.

Si Heng's eyes were light and there was no other emotion on his face.

Nan Li asked: "Shall we worship first and then open the coffin?"

Si Heng said: "Don't worry, make sure there is someone in the sarcophagus before worshiping."

Nan Li: "..."

You have a big heart.

It seems that he really doesn't have deep feelings for his parents.

The sarcophagus was protected by magic, but this was nothing to Si Heng, who could easily break it open.

The sarcophagus is removed.

There was turbid air inside.

Nan Li covered her nose lightly.

Si Heng walked over, lowered his eyes, and couldn't help but frown.

He murmured: "Just like Shang Jue and the others said, they look really alike."

Is there really the body of Princess Xingmian in the sarcophagus?
But why did his eyes suddenly become so indifferent?
Nan Li walked over.

I saw an extremely beautiful woman lying in the sarcophagus, with fair skin and beauty. It was amazing how could such a beauty exist in this world.

She raised her eyebrows and said, "So this is what Princess Xingmian looks like. She really looks like you."

Especially the eyebrow bones and nose, there is almost no difference.

Si Heng felt strange, "Have you never seen her before?"

Nan Li shrugged, "I've never seen it before. I heard that your mother won a martial arts competition, but the loser was unconvinced and said that she used her appearance to confuse him on purpose, not relying on her true power at all, so she often She wears a veil and never takes it off even when she goes into battle. Probably only King Shura and the protectors know what she looks like."

Later, Xingmian became famous for his own strength.

At that time, even the common people in the mortal world had heard of her name and were only afraid of her.

Si Heng looked at the corpse in the sarcophagus and said, "Then I don't know if this wooden man is exactly the same as a real person."

Nan Li was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Si Heng took action and cast an immortal spell, and the corpse in the coffin emitted a strange light.

The body is no more.

Instead there was a wooden man.

Nan Li blinked in surprise, "So it turned out to be a magic trick?"

Even she missed it this time, which shows that this magic trick is really not bad, and only someone with Si Heng's level of cultivation can see it. Si Heng's eyes were calm, but his voice betrayed him, trembling slightly: "It seems she is not dead yet."

He knew very well what his father's cultivation was.

Only his mother, Princess Xingmian, could perform this kind of magic technique.

Nan Li asked: "She is not dead yet? Why is she hiding? She has been hiding very well these years. Even Shura Dharma Protector has not found her. Why did she have to leave after giving birth to you?"

Si Heng's fingers gripped the edge of the sarcophagus tightly, and his finger bones turned white.

In the past, he had deeply blamed himself. It was because of his birth that his mother fell ill and died.

But now he knew that his mother was not dead and was very likely to be alive and well. This psychological gap was difficult for him to accept for a while.

He lowered his head, his voice almost forced out of his throat.

"There's no reason, maybe she doesn't like me... she doesn't like me as a son, so she has never come back over the years."

Nan Li didn't know anything about family ties before, but after experiencing this life and having parents and brothers, she did understand that blood ties sometimes cannot be let go.

She stepped forward quickly.

She wanted to hug him, but found that it was inconvenient to have a big belly. She was a little embarrassed, so she had to stroke his back:
"Don't think so, maybe your mother has some last resort."

"No matter what happens, you still have me and the child."

"We're always here."

Si Heng's stiff body gradually became softer, and his cold hands and feet slowly regained their warmth.

He looked at Nan Li with red eyes.

"Ali..." He held her hand and gently touched her belly, "Thank you."

For him, when she is here, he is happy.

So he must do his best to keep her and the child safe.

After Si Heng calmed down a little more, he sealed the sarcophagus again.

When he was about to leave, he had a sudden thought and said: "We are here now, why not take a look at my father's body again."

"..." After a brief silence, Nan Li persuaded, "Didn't you personally take care of your father's funeral? Is there any problem with this?"

Si Heng shook his head gently: "No, when my father became immortal, although I was about a hundred years old, for some reason, my father did not see me before he died. Instead, he summoned Qingwu and asked Qingwu to be responsible for his funeral, so I didn’t see my father in the coffin with my own eyes.”

Nan Li felt weird when he heard it, "It's time to open it and check it out."

Si Heng still wants to open another sarcophagus.

But he discovered that the magic formula on the sarcophagus was very different.

He felt something was wrong, so he immediately gave Nan Li a protection spell, and then opened the sarcophagus.

Suddenly, a turbid air surged out!

Spread quickly into the cave!

Nan Li was protected by the Immortal Art, and the turbid energy could not harm her at all. Si Heng was not affected because of his immortal body.

However, Nan Li's voice has already come: "This is the poison barrier breath. It will not only damage the Dantian meridians of the immortal cultivator, but also cause poisoning and death of all living beings. Quickly gather it and collect it to prevent it from leaking out."

As she said that, she had already taken out the Star Brush Talisman to lock the poisonous barrier in the cave.

Si Heng was not idle either, gathering his breath.

Nan Li sacrificed a talisman to absorb all the breath.

The two of them moved in one go and cooperated seamlessly.

Although it is not thrilling, it is really weird that such a breath comes out of Si Heng's father's sarcophagus.

Before Nan Li could pass by, Si Heng glanced into the coffin. His face was pale and his lips were trembling slightly: "What is this...what is going on?"

Nan Li's heart sank.

Even Si Heng was extremely surprised, which shows that this matter is not trivial.

(End of this chapter)