Fairy, I really am a villain!

"Hmph, I guess they won't dare to come again. What a bunch of hateful guys." After staring for a while, the silly girl put away her sword.

At this time, Jiang Xingchu, who had long since come to his senses, walked up to him, tore open his clothes, and saw that there were only a few superficial wounds. He then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why, are you scared?" Fang Xiwen asked.

"Well, I really didn't react at first, otherwise I would have been able to protect you..." Seeing Jiang Xingchu lowered his eyes, he was about to go up and tease her, but a dagger flew over again: "This wound can cause so much blood to spurt out, and you still have the nerve to say that you have practiced physical exercises. Don't move!"

I thought I had scared her into being quiet.

So Fang Xiwen had no choice but to open his arms and let her apply the ointment on his chest. He argued, "It's the bat monster's energy that's wrong. If it had flown in a different direction, not a drop of blood would have come out."

"I can give it to you," Jiang Xingchu buttoned him up, took out the Mingde Sword and handed it to him, "What should we do next?"

"I need to think about it." Fang Xiwen began to ponder.

Deep in the tunnel, there are many bat monsters like the one just now.

There were only two ways to pass safely: either he and Luo Qingni took turns clearing monsters, cooperating with each other to move forward steadily;

Or he could accumulate a big power in the formation and kill most of the bat monsters in the corridor with one strike.

Although the former is safe, it requires him and Luo Qingni to expend a lot of energy and takes a long time. It will be troublesome if the fog gathers. The latter is likely to trigger the mechanism of the mausoleum, and there are too many variables.

"Moreover, I always feel that there are not only those bat monsters in that darkness, there seem to be other... more threatening things." Fang Xiwen expressed his thoughts, and Luo Qingni nodded vigorously and said that she felt the same way.

"Now that you mention it, it seems that neither method is appropriate. Then use my method." Jiang Xingchu smiled mysteriously at the two of them.

So according to her words, the group began to walk back slowly. During the walk, she kept tapping the stone walls along the way with her fingers, tilted her ear, and made a "hush" gesture.

So the two of them took a deep breath to silence the sound of footsteps, and at the same time amplified the senses of their ears. After listening for a while like her, they spread their hands.

I can't hear anything.

"This is it."

Jiang Xingchu stopped almost halfway along the way, knocked back and forth on the stone wall about three feet away, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Xiao Jiang, what are you doing?" Luo Qingni approached curiously.

"I'm exploring the structure of this mausoleum. Because I've learned the art of music, I can hear very subtle differences between sounds, such as the thickness of the walls, the materials used, and so on."

After a brief explanation, Jiang Xingchu said, "In short, this passage seems to be a loop structure, with a bend at the end. The thickness of the stone wall here is much thinner than other places, and there is air flow behind it."

"Oh, so cool..." Luo Qingni looked at him with sparkling eyes, but actually she didn't understand at all.

As for Fang Xiwen, he first gave a thumbs up in admiration, then thought for a while and said, "So, there is a possibility that there is a tomb behind this?"

"Even if it's not the main tomb chamber, it can save us a lot of time." Jiang Xingchu said, raising his chin slightly.

"Good for you."

When he arrived in front of the stone wall, Fang Xiwen observed it carefully for a while, but still found no difference from the ones next to it, and nodded secretly in his heart.

I didn’t bring the wrong person.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Luo Qingni rolled up her sleeves and pushed him aside.

"What are you doing?"

"Break through this wall, don't you want to get through?" She said this with an eager look on her face, and Fang Xiwen was so scared that she quickly stopped her.

Rolling down Luo Qingni's sleeves, he held up two fingers and said seriously, "Listen carefully, Qingni. Judging from the specifications of this mausoleum, the people who built it must be skilled craftsmen with rich experience. Do you think they have never thought that someone might have chiseled the wall?"

"Then why not build it stronger?"

"Not only that, you still underestimate the wisdom of the ancients."

As he spoke, Fang Xiwen drew a frame on the stone wall with his sword, clearing out a gap for a brick. Then he put two fingers on the gap and exerted force to pull the brick out.

These bricks and stones were not visible when they were piled inside, but now when held in the hand, some strange patterns can be seen.

"Watch this." He threw the brick far away, and there was a snap, first an unusual explosion, and then a hissing sound.

The bricks and stones shattered into pieces, and balls of gray-green gas emerged, some of which floated towards the three people.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen swung his sword and drew all the energy into the depths.

Although most poisons have limited effects on strong people in the outdoor scene, their condition will be affected to some extent.

"Not to mention that if I really break the wall recklessly, this thing will come right at me, and there's a whole wall... Too insidious, Fang Xiwen." Seeing this, Jiang Xingchu stepped back a few steps from the stone wall and shook his head repeatedly.

"? Shouldn't you scold the craftsmen who built the mausoleum?"

"You are a little more sinister for thinking of this, really."

This made him so angry that his teeth itched. Fortunately, Luo Qingni was very considerate and kept patting her chest: "That was a close call."

After demonstrating the danger, Fang Xiwen began to remove the bricks and stones one by one and put them aside carefully.

The wall was not thick, so he and Luo Qingni quickly demolished it, making a hole that a person could pass through sideways.

"Remember to pile these bricks and stones farther away, so as not to attract the bat monsters..." He turned around, and the bricks and stones that were originally piled up like a hill nearby disappeared.

Instead, Jiang Xingchu was squatting on the ground, putting the last piece into the mustard ring.

When their eyes met, she froze for a moment and said with a wry smile, "This thing will be useful to me..."

"You are really thick-skinned to a certain extent."

Chapter 475 Open your eyes

The three of them passed through the hole in the wall one by one, and the view in front of them suddenly became clear.

Behind the wall was a huge tomb chamber, which was quite deep and high, with a height difference of about ten feet from the corridor. The three of them were on guard and jumped down one by one.

There are patterns on all four walls of the tomb chamber, and the style is very similar to the murals outside, so they must have been drawn by the same person.

In the corners were placed some incense burners, jade articles and the like. When the outside air blew, some of them turned into a pool of dust, while others remained standing there, with the walls reflecting a faint light.

As soon as he stepped into this room, Fang Xiwen frowned. He felt as if his skin was pierced by fine needles, which made him feel cold and numb, and very uncomfortable.

"Such a strong negative energy," Luo Qingni said with a trembling voice, and then pointed with her finger, "Xiwen, there."

Following the direction of her fingertip, I saw a high platform protruding in the middle of the tomb, on which were placed two large long objects, one black and one white.

It looks very much like a coffin, but is much larger than usual. It is carved with many patterns, including birds and flowers, making it look noble and elegant.

"Two coffins?" Fang Xiwen asked.

"You're ignorant. That's called a 'coffin', it's the outer shell." Jiang Xingchu stood close to him, looked up and said, "These two are a pair, and there's a circle of red paper and red silk peeling off next to them. Should it be a husband and wife burial tomb?"

"No, no, no, the red silk alone can be understood as decoration, but aren't these two together only for weddings..."

Why would a dead person get married?

Although there are places that have the custom of ghost marriages, it is only limited to young unmarried dead, with the intention of allowing them to have a spouse after death and not turn into lonely ghosts - but this is the underground mausoleum of the Hehuan Sect.

The only person who can be buried here is a person of high status in the sect, and judging from various specifications, he should be of the same level as the sect master.

Such a person would not have a spouse or a Taoist partner, and would even have to arrange a ghost marriage after death...?

"And there is only one coffin for burial. This doesn't make sense. Which elder in the Hehuan Sect doesn't have a pile of furnaces and tripods?" Fang Xiwen expressed his guess.

"Maybe the owner of this place only loves one of them? The others are just tools for cultivation, so they are arranged like this after death." Jiang Xingchu shook his head disapprovingly.

"That's possible."

"Speaking of this," Jiang Xingchu suddenly raised his eyebrows, leaned in close and smiled softly, "How many coffins do you think will be around you when you are buried one day?"

"I don't know, but I hope there's only one. If something unexpected happens to me someday..." "One is enough. I'll be buried with you, alright."

Without giving him a chance to finish, Jiang Xingchu pressed his lips with her fingers.

Then she found Luo Qingni, and the three of them discussed for a while and made a division of labor: she and Fang Xiwen would go up to the platform to take a look, while Luo Qingni would guard the other entrance leading to the tomb.

It was a cave entrance located at the lower right side of the platform, where there were a bunch of bat monsters. It was the end point of the corridor that the three chose to bypass.

The entrance to the cave was dark, with a few disturbing flashes of red light from time to time. No one knew when something might happen inside, so to be on the safe side, a frontal force was assigned to guard it.

So Luo Qingni flew to two feet in front of the cave entrance and stopped, unsheathed her sword, and then made a gesture to the two of them.

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Leaping onto the platform, Fang Jiang and the other man glanced at the coffin and held their breath at the same time.

The front of the white coffin was actually transparent.

I don't know what kind of technology was used. From the side, the lid of the coffin is no different from an ordinary solid one. However, if you look at it from a certain angle from the front, the lid seems to have disappeared, and the contents inside are clearly visible.

There were four layers of white coffins, and a woman was lying in the innermost layer.

This woman has a very peculiar appearance. At first glance, she seems extremely beautiful. But when I look at her again, the feeling is completely different.

The same face has both seductiveness, dignity and cunningness, as if thousands of people's faces gathered together to perfectly form her facial features.

No matter what type you like, you can find your home here.

"What a powerful charm." Jiang Xingchu, although a woman, was controlled for half a breath. She thought that Fang Xiwen would probably fall into the trap, not to mention that he had absorbed the peach blossom miasma before.

But when I turned around, I saw that the boy just took a few steps back and shook his head, his eyes still clear.

"Your concentration is so good?"

"Normally," Fang Xiwen waved his hand, thinking that if he didn't have such determination, he would have been eaten clean long ago, and there was no way he could have stayed with Yuan Yangxiu until the outdoor scene. "The dead are the greatest, and having such thoughts is a blasphemy to her."

"You're amazing. But even if you really fall into the trap, it doesn't matter. I will be responsible for quenching your animal desires..." Jiang Xingchu blinked and said pitifully and shyly.

"Seriously, investigate quickly."

To be on the safe side, they did not touch the two coffins, but first checked around the platform to make sure there were no secret doors or mechanisms.

Then he turned back and observed the coffin from various angles.

"There are a few pieces of gold paper next to the woman's head. They look like the remaining pages of some kind of martial arts." Jiang Xingchu squatted down and tried to see the contents of the remaining pages from a tricky angle, but failed. "Isn't this cover to prevent people from peeking?"

"That's impossible. If this is the case, why not just use solid ones from the beginning?" Fang Xiwen squatted down in front of the black coffin. "This design is more like allowing people inside to see outside than to prevent people from peeking."

"What are you talking about? Can a dead person open his eyes?" Jiang Xingchu just sneered, and then he saw that his eyes suddenly became serious.

Fang Xiwen took a breath, stared at the edge of the black coffin, slowly stood up, stepped back, and pressed the sword with one hand.

The Mingde Sword was unsheathed, and a faint golden halo emanated from the blade. He was as if he was facing a formidable enemy, so he grabbed Jiang Xingchu's arm and pulled her up, protecting her behind him, and looked around with the sword raised.

"What, what happened?" Jiang Xingchu was a little confused.

"The lid of this black coffin has been moved. Although the movement is small, a little edge is exposed." He lowered his voice and pointed with his chin. "Look, there is no dust on the exposed edge."