I am the master of medicine god

Chapter 773 Entering the Gate
Cheng Huayan didn't come to Wang Xiping in the first time, but his figure flickered, his footsteps staggered, and he almost fell off.

Surprised, Wang Xiping got up and went to look at Cheng Huayan, and just as he held his arm, he felt blood on his hand.

"Cheng Huayan? What's the matter with your body injury?" Wang Xiping pulled Cheng Huayan to sit down. His face was pale and faintly blue. Looking at the amount of bleeding, he was not far from coma.

He couldn't utter a complete sentence, he could only pant slightly, Wang Xiping hurriedly used ancient martial internal force to help him stop the bleeding.

After resting for a few minutes, Cheng Huayan raised his slack eyes: "Mr. Wang, if you have a chance, leave Xiaolin as soon as possible."

As soon as the words fell, Xiaoxiong... No, I don't know what turned into Ling Xiao, and he opened the door and walked quickly.

"What happened?"

Cheng Huayan still wanted to salute, but Wang Xiping stopped him: "Now the business is important, so there is no need to make a salute."

He could only nod his head: "Someone inside Qingmutang, united with Mr. Zhuo... launched a rebellion."

The eyes of the two people tightened: "Mr. Zhuo?"

"Mr. Zhuo returned to the fourth district secretly not long ago, and he brought the troops of foreigners, but he did not attack the other three districts, but went directly to Xiaolin." Cheng Huayan said weakly: "Hall master, Wang Sir, Mr. Zhuo must be here for you, if you can, please leave Xiaolin, this place is no longer safe."

Ling Xiao's face was so blue that it couldn't be any greener, and he looked very confused.

Wang Xiping used his internal strength to help him recover a little bit of vitality, and then asked Ling Xiao, "What do you think?"

Ling Xiao lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "Mr. Zhuo...where are you now?"

"I don't know, but there are already half of the people in Qingmu Hall...cough cough cough..." Cheng Huayan coughed violently, and Wang Xiping helped him relieve it.

"What time is it, do you still want to call back?" Wang Xiping sneered: "If you stay in the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood. You go with Cheng Yaoyan. I will arrange it."

"Are you the hall master or am I the hall master?" Ling Xiao pursed his lips tightly: "No, I can't just leave like this." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

"..." This girl is really fearless.

"Wang Xiping, come with me." Ling Xiao shouted before leaving the house.

Wang Xiping didn't want to get involved in this muddy water, and frowned, "Where are you going?"

"Forbidden land."

It's only been a few days since you came out of that strange imperial tomb, and you're going in again?Although Wang Xiping was unwilling, he really wanted to know what was in the imperial tomb.

After settling Cheng Huayan, he found a maid to wait on him. Wang Xiping followed Ling Xiao and sneaked into the imperial mausoleum.

The imperial mausoleum has been completely destroyed. An Meixin and the others probably used explosives. The walls and gates have been completely destroyed. The only thing that is still strong and not damaged at all is the iron gate.

After confirming that there was no one around, Ling Xiao bent down, coughed violently twice, and actually coughed out a key, which stunned Wang Xiping.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable eating this stuff?"

Ling Xiao glanced at Wang Xiping, and said with disdainful eyes: "Of course it's uncomfortable, but this place is also the safest. Unless I die and someone disembowels me, no one will be able to get the key."

It's really surprising that she... can actually do this.

It was a bronze key, half the size of a palm, with incomprehensible patterns engraved on it.

Ling Xiao fumbled on the door for a while, and said dissatisfied: "Come here, lift me up."

"...Even if you have the key, it seems that you can't open the door if there is no one around?" Wang Xiping sneered, walked over and hugged Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao touched a tiger-like animal head decorated on the door, and after groping inside, the tiger head fell off, revealing the keyhole behind it.

Insert the key in, twist it lightly, and there is a "bang" sound, and the iron door opens inward.

I thought there was something extraordinary inside, but I didn't expect that there was the same iron coffin in the empty inner room.

"It's really strange. There is no coffin in the Hades outside, but inside." Wang Xiping couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Are you trying to piss off the old gentlemen from the previous dynasty?"

Ling Xiao ignored him, but walked towards the coffin.

It's hard to describe what this coffin looks like. Wang Xiping didn't do much research on one piece. In his opinion, this is just a coffin.

It's just that the carvings on the coffin are not patterns, but paintings.

You must know that both iron and bronze are extremely hard. In ancient times when technology was underdeveloped, it would take a lot of manpower and material resources to carve complex patterns on it, let alone carving paintings.

Wang Xiping took a closer look. Most of the murals in this era were carved for narrative purposes. Judging from the paintings, they seemed to be a person's life experience.

Probably the person buried in it.

"This is... the first head of your Qingmu Hall?" Wang Xiping asked.

Ling Xiao was silent for a while, as if he acquiesced to this statement.

"Whatever you want to do, you can do it yourself, don't worry about me." Wang Xiping became very interested in the murals, looking for the order of the murals.

The paintings in the past paid attention to vividness, so the paintings were relatively abstract. He went around and found the first one.

The first painting is a man standing beside a giant beast, and the two seem to be in a duel.

The second picture shows three people together, and their outstretched hands are put together.

The third painting is three people sitting indoors, next to it is a bed with a person lying on it, and one of them seems to be holding a baby?
and many more……

Wang Xiping's mouth widened, and cold sweat came down: "This...is this impossible?!"

Why did he feel that the events and experiences in this painting were [-]% similar to his own?What an international joke.

"what happened?"

Ling Xiao moved a stepping stone from somewhere, and was about to climb up the coffin, when he heard Wang Xiping's question, he said dissatisfiedly, "What did you find?"

"The people inside... No, no, how long has this coffin existed?"

"Longer than District Four."

The history of the fourth district is not long, but after all, there are five hundred if not eight hundred.

Could it be that the first hall master of the Qingmu Hall can tell his mother's fortune?

"Come here and help." Ling Xiao beckoned, his action was obviously to open the coffin.

But Wang Xiping suddenly resisted for no reason, and took a step back: "I don't want to drive."

Ling Xiao sneered: "Didn't you always want to know the biggest secret of Qingmu Hall? I gave you this chance, and you don't want to know anymore?"

Wang Xiping shook his head desperately.

(End of this chapter)