Marriage Princess: The Alluring Concubine of the Evil Emperor

Chapter 80 Detour
Gao Lingfeng calmed down slowly, chewing on the words of peace carefully. Indeed, if sister Qinghe was alive and knew that he had moved the Yuan family's ancestral grave, she would definitely blame her. She valued the Yuan family so much.

Just, just give up like this?
He couldn't make a decision for a while, so he could only lean against the tree again, thinking quietly.

The night in the mountains is a bit cold, and the fireflies flying in the mountains in summer night are like stars dotted in the night, which is very beautiful.

From a distance, the mountains are rolling and rolling, black and dense like beasts lying quietly, and the wind blows in the quiet night, rustling the leaves.

In the end, he sighed, "Okay, what I heard from you is that it's just an event, so go pay homage to Sister Qinghe. I wasn't there when she was encoffined and buried. Now that it's here, I can't leave without paying homage to her." .”

Only then did Ning Ping show a smiling face, "Alright, since the disaster is here, let's dig a small tree and plant it in front of her grave, so that her soul can also have a place to enjoy the shade."

"Okay!" Gao Lingfeng took out a shovel, lit a torch, looked around, and saw a small fir tree, "This is the one, dig it down first, then go to sister Qinghe's grave, and plant it on the right side of the grave."

"Okay, dig quickly!" Seeing that he had given up the idea of ​​digging the grave, Ning Jing felt relieved and hurried forward to help.

This is a cedar tree about one meter high, with green leaves, which makes people feel alive when they see it.

Because the fir tree was still young and its roots were not deep, it took only a while to dig it up. Gao Lingfeng carried the tool on his back, and Ping Ping carried the small fir tree. According to the route just mentioned, first climbed to the highest point, and then turned around in a circle to get there. side to go.

The two extinguished the torches. Although the mountain road was dark, both of them were martial arts practitioners. Although their vision in the dark was not as clear as in the daytime, it was more than enough for them to travel.

Crawling to a high place, crows screamed miserably above their heads, shouting "crow crows", which made people panic. Ning Jing looked up and saw more than ten crows circling, sometimes swooping down, sometimes flapping their wings. Ning Ning held up the cedar tree to drive them away, but just after they were driven away, they gathered again, and more and more.

"Very annoying!" Ning Ping said in disgust.

"It's not surprising that there are crows in the burial place." Gao Lingfeng said.

Crows like to congregate in places where the yin is blazing, and there are no tomb guards here, there are many wild animals, and occasionally there is carrion to eat, so the crows will naturally gather and not disperse.

Gao Lingfeng put down his things, lit a torch, and illuminated the road brightly.Seeing the light, the crow flew away.

"It's still your cleverness to scare away these hateful crows with a torch." Without the miserable crowing of the crows, Ning Jing suddenly felt very happy.

"If people are afraid of fire, let alone crows?"

Gao Lingfeng walked all the way, and said a little strangely: "There should be no one coming up here. Why does it seem that there is a new road? You see, these grasses and thorns seem to have been deliberately cut down."

"Perhaps there are hunters going up the mountain to hunt." Ning Jing said indifferently.

"Maybe it is."

As Gao Lingfeng said, he suddenly stopped and looked at the ground. Although the road was still covered with weeds, some red pieces of paper could be seen in the grass.

"Is this firecracker paper?" Gao Lingfeng squatted down and dug out a piece of red paper from the grass.

Ning Jing took a look, "It looks like it is."

Gao Lingfeng asked suspiciously, "Is someone setting off firecrackers in this mountain?"

"What's strange?"

"However, under normal circumstances, no one would set off firecrackers in the mountains unless..."

"Unless the funeral goes up the mountain," Ning Jing said, "what's so strange about it? When Qinghe is buried, firecrackers must be set off to see off the warm soil. A bunch of firecrackers will be set off every other way. We should also have them when we go up the road, but I just didn't pay attention. That's all."

"However, sister Qinghe was buried. Why did she go here? She was buried in the ancestral grave, so she must have entered through the entrance we just made. The Five Elements Mystery is the entrance, otherwise there is no need to set up the Five Elements Mystery."

Ning Jing looked at the old and faded firecracker paper on the ground, and suddenly became suspicious in his heart, "Well, it is true, there is no reason to look far away, and if you still carry the coffin up the mountain and bury it in the ancestral grave, it must be the right way, and it is impossible to go wrong Right."

However, he immediately said: "However, there may be other reasons. There are many burial rules here, or maybe other people know that this is a treasured place of geomantic omen and see that no one is guarding the tomb, so they buried their ancestors here privately. Get lucky!"

Gao Lingfeng thought about this possibility, "Then let's go."

The two continued to go up, and then turned around and went down.

It's just that the two went down the mountain all the way, and saw the firecracker paper somewhere.

Ning Jing said: "This man is too bold. How dare he bury his ancestors next to the Yuan family's ancestral grave like this? If the Yuan family found out about this, wouldn't they dig his grave? This mountain is Qinghe Bought it with money."

Gao Lingfeng said: "This man is so poor, what can't he do?"

Ning Jing shook his head, "It's really unreasonable!"

The two continued to move forward, and they saw a tomb near the ancestral tomb of the Yuan family. Be careful, you won't find out.

"Sure enough, someone secretly buried their ancestors here!" Gao Ling was very aggressive, and pushed aside the messy branches and leaves, "There is not even a tombstone, which shows that this person is extremely despicable."

Ning Jing stood beside him, took a look, and suddenly, as if struck by lightning, his body became stiff.

Among the messy branches and leaves kicked away by Gao Lingfeng, there was a small wooden sign, the size of a palm, with a few words written on it: Tomb of Ning Qinghe!
Just these five characters, there is nothing superfluous, not even written by anyone, let alone a title or identity.

"What's the matter?" Gao Lingfeng couldn't help asking when he saw that he suddenly stood still and his expression became gloomy and terrifying.

Ning Jing put down the fir tree, slowly picked up the wooden sign, and put it in his hand. Gao Lingfeng leaned his head to look at it, and immediately his hair stood on end, "What's going on? Tomb of Ning Qinghe? What do you mean?"

Looking at the new tomb, Ning Jing can infer from the newness of the soil that the date of burial is also within a month or two, which happens to be the time of Qinghe's burial.

"Where is the main grave?" Ning Jing asked in a deep voice.

Gao Lingfeng raised the torch, illuminated it, and pointed to the still dark place in the distance, "There is still at least three miles to go. There is no demarcation here, which means that this is not the ancestral grave of the Yuan family."

"Is this Qinghe's tomb?" Ning Jing asked with difficulty.

Gao Lingfeng looked at this crude tomb, even if it was buried by an ordinary person, it was higher than this standard, without even a tombstone, what kind of tomb is this?
"It's not like!" Gao Lingfeng said.

"Then this one?" Ning Jing's voice trembled a little, and the hand holding the wooden sign also trembled slightly.

Gao Lingfeng shook his head, "It can't be Sister Qinghe's grave. Even if Yuan Su really killed Sister Qinghe, he would definitely bury her in the ancestral grave in order to deceive others. Moreover, the size of the tomb, with the ceremony of the princess, can't be piled up indiscriminately." A pile of mud. The imperial court allocated money to bury and repair my sister’s grave, how could he be so perfunctory? Therefore, this is not Qinghe’s sister’s tomb.”

(End of this chapter)