Counting on your fingers, the fifth marriage is coming

Blood spread across the white marble arch bridge. Xu Shanshan grabbed Prince Shou's throat and pressed him heavily against the gilded coffin.

The blood that flowed from Prince Shou's throat splashed onto the talisman on the coffin, and the dark red lines began to twist like a living thing.

"Click——"

The golden coffin exploded, and a corpse with human faces embedded all over its body crawled out amid flying wood chips.

These people were actually the nobles who were buried with the emperors of the previous dynasties in their early years. The head of the King of Zhenbei in the front was twisted 360 degrees strangely, and the neck with the white jade ring made a crisp sound of dislocated bones.

On those gray faces, the corrupt eyes of the important officials of the previous dynasty turned to Xu Shanshan at the same time.

"You have been dead for hundreds of years and still cannot rest in peace. Today I will help you to be reborn." Xu Shanshan fluttered his wide sleeves, and three purple talismans ignited with dark blue flames in the air.

When the blood blade swept past, the black mist condensed into a spider web-like spell before it even hit the ground, and the seven coffins at the back burst open with a loud bang.

"Ow..."

The rotten corpse was cut open, but purple-black poisonous insects emerged from the damaged skin and orifices, and the sound of their flapping wings merged into a shrill cry.

Xu Shanshan narrowed his eyes and said with a hint of disgust: "How disgusting."

She stepped back three steps on tiptoe, and her brocade boots embroidered with golden phoenixes crushed the poisonous insects on the ground. The sound of the insects exploding was mixed with a creepy "rustling" sound of wriggling.

She stared and glanced around, only to see that the entire underground palace of the imperial mausoleum began to wriggle - under the peeling gold paint on the walls, there were countless intertwined muscles and blood vessels.

The gold paint on the wall peeled off, revealing the dark red flesh and the tangled blood vessels, which were actually beating in rhythm with the flapping of the insect's wings.

At the same time, twelve evil masters in black robes hung upside down from the flesh and blood dome. The old man in the lead crushed the soul bell on his waist with his withered claws: "I have been waiting for you for a long time! Emperor Yue, you will be buried here today!"

When they saw that Prince Shou was killed by Emperor Yue and became a bloody tool for "opening the formation", they were immediately shocked and angry, and their faces were distorted with anger.

"Your Majesty——"

"Emperor Yue, how dare you treat Prince Shou like this?!"

"I kill you!"

The sound of the bells drove the poisonous insects to pour towards her like a rainstorm.

Xu Shanshan turned around and threw away the black cloak. The gold embroidery suddenly burst out with a strong light, swallowing up all the poisonous insects. She suddenly felt empty under her feet, and hundreds of purple ghost hands broke out of the bricks, with dark green scales on their fingertips.

Xu Shanshan channeled her spiritual power into the crack in the ground, and the golden seal spread out like ripples. Her robes fluttered, and she was dazzling.

The moment black smoke rose from the wall of flesh and blood, the ghost hands seemed to be burned, with their skin torn apart.

After breaking free from the coffin, Xu Shanshan stretched out her five fingers and tore the remains of Prince Shou out of the coffin. She injected a talisman into his body and he floated into the air like a ball.

Amid the crazy roars of the evil masters, the corpse of King Shou, which was floating above the underground palace, suddenly exploded. Dark red blood mist gushed out, activating the core of the entire underground palace formation.

Xu Shanshan's mouth curled up and he sighed, "Prince Shou's blood is better than cinnabar."

The dome tumor exploded with a loud bang, and thousands of pieces of flesh and blood wrapped in bone spurs poured down.

The evil masters were furious. The Ten Thousand Ghosts Corpse Array they had carefully arranged to bury Emperor Yue had been broken! Now that Prince Shou was dead, if Emperor Yue really escaped unscathed, they would not have a good ending in the future.

"Then let's die together!" The evil masters broke the bone chains around their necks, intending to finally blow themselves up and take Emperor Yue with them.

A blinding light burst out from all around them.

A black gas crushed the blood rain in the sky, and Prince Shou melted like a wax figure in the light. The cold wind wrapped in the smell of rotten flesh brushed past his ears. Xu Shanshan knew that they were going to fight to the death.

The red-gold cloud pattern on her forehead suddenly lit up. Just as she was about to form a seal, she felt a fishy sensation in her throat and everything in front of her eyes became blurry. The sequelae of her unstable mind and body began to flare up at this moment.

She stared at the dragon jade on her waist, and suddenly remembered something - that is, this underground imperial mausoleum once suppressed thousands of ghosts and wronged souls. Now that the evil master's sacrifice has attracted the resentful spirits, it will naturally trigger the "Nine Yin Locking Dragon Formation" set up by Xuanmen!
Chi You Ling suddenly made a buzzing sound, and it was broken into pieces by the cutting of the light. By some coincidence, she was also a kind of resurrection. The body and soul were never born naturally. Even if they were merged together later, if she encountered the "Nine Yin Locking Dragon Formation" which was specifically designed to drive away evil spirits, it would be affected to some extent.

Normally she would just feel dizzy and uncomfortable, but she had just performed the Soul Separation Technique not long ago, and her soul had suffered some trauma. All these factors came together at this time, creating a fatal weakness.

If you can't concentrate, you can't make a seal to break the situation...

At this moment, a golden coffin exploded, breaking the two porcelain bottles in the coffin array, and two rays of silver light shot through the blood rain and into her forehead.

The soul fire flickered, reflecting the Master's smiling eyes.

"master……"

Xu Shanshan's pupils widened in vain. The moment her fingertips touched that gentleness, everything shattered into stardust. The sky and the earth suddenly turned upside down, and the world was turned upside down. She was pulled into a world where only black and white existed.

The black and white energies were like ink splashed across the heaven and earth; the world became virtualized into ripples of ink and water; the bloody imperial mausoleum collapsed into an inkstone.

When the scent of pine resin mixed with aged rice paper wafted up, Xu Shanshan found himself kneeling on the blue bricks of the divination room.

No, this body is not her current one, but Qing Shenwu when she was sixteen years old. She was holding a divination stick that was broken into two pieces, and the spring rain outside the window wet her untied hair.

"Today's game is called Mirror Flower and Water Moon."

The master swept the table with his wide sleeves, and the copper coins jingled in the tortoise shell.

"Flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, everything is just an illusion."

The old wound on his wrist shone in the candlelight. It was caused when he blocked Xuanmen's punishment for her three days ago.

Qing Shenwu stared at the ends of his falling hair, and suddenly reached out to grab it: "What if I want to change my fate?" She raised her head, her eyes stubborn and evil: "You know, I will always do what I believe in, no matter whether it ends up being a mirage or a moon in the water."

"Then a sharper knife is needed..." The white finger pointed at her heart, and the frost outlined the outline of a star map on her skin: "Cut open your heart and let it grow a heart of stone again, fearless of betrayal, loveless and fearless, only for me."

Who would have thought that a joke would become a silent statement.

In the black and white world, Shi Anran's shadow walked in panic, and the twenty-eight restrictions under his feet crumbled inch by inch. The hexagram sticks on the ground suddenly spun into a formation, reflecting the scene of that year: an altar in a rainstorm, Shi Anran held the dying girl in his arms, and the golden thread on his heart was transferring his life into her body.

"You, you never learn to hide your shortcomings."

The cold frost wet Shi Anran's eyelashes. His brows were furrowed, and the fine lines of the peach wood on his hairpin began to crack. This was the peace spell that Xu Shanshan had carved when she came of age.

He brushed away the non-existent dust on her face, and the hem of her blue clothes was still stained with blood mud from under the altar.

"Since you can't learn it, let me take care of the rest..."

Xu Shanshan suddenly realized that her soul was now in the fragments of Shi Anran's memory. In the fragments of light, she heard his whispers from the past: "You must live to the end of the hexagram." (End of this chapter)